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Tag Archives: quickly poems
original, by E.E. Cummings: prompted by quickly, who invites us to put some spin on an existing poem, leaving the original title. i’m in an E.E. mood today, and i freakin’ love this title.
prompted by quickly.
.. Miles and miles and miles and miles and miles to go in a hungry deep green Ford Gran Torino and Are We There Yet and She’s on My Side and a board on the floor so we can both … Continue reading
.. and clawing through yet another box. We’ve asked directions (in? out? toward? above? between?) and analyzed our own bright dreams. Does it mean that we must tell bold stories in comic strips, sit on indigo chairs until the hourglass … Continue reading
.. My sense of a-where-ness comes in small comforts – the shiny snake of a scar where a bad scrape has healed, the twigs braided into my hair after hiding under whispering trees. Come, catch a wayward fairy with me … Continue reading
.. We raise our long -ing legs, but cannot run. There is something democratic about it, as if a committee was formed, and the idea of actual motion was heartily rejected with just enough nays. But you are always ahead … Continue reading
open sesame that moon, she’s posing as a bowl of milk, the open -ing rind of a sweet can’t -aloupe, arresting of tongue but stilted and squat in its own lack of light. familiar, this. mercy flowing, served up among … Continue reading
“It is a terrible thing for an old woman to outlive her dogs.” – Tennessee Williams .. love comes in furry paws and sloppy kiss and bounding bliss that defies the laws of gravity. it comes in a warm lap … Continue reading
… Won’t you come toddle with me a little closer to the sea, braid my graying tresses through your gentle storytelling hands? Let’s stand at the edge of the world and salt our sorrows, shed our fears into the breeze, … Continue reading