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Tag Archives: quill
Things We Said in the Storm
The sky’s a hurry-cane scrim,but we’re still scribbling light-ning above the din. We promised ourselves we wouldn’t hide, even as the cloud cauldron stirred. And when we thought we might run out of time, we plucked our own feathers to write these lines. :: In … Continue reading
Posted in November Chapbook 2022
Tagged cloud cauldron, feathers, hurricane, quill, scribbling storms, storm poems, storms, wing poems
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fill me, quill me
, for my fingers are feeblesmall sisters that cannot sayanything by them-selves.
snails with swords
medieval manuscript marginalia … when the …….s l o w sluggasluggaslugga of life leaves them wanting to slough off their shells, they take up sword and shield, coat of arms for one with none. she {poet, holding feathered … Continue reading
Posted in NaPoWriMo
Tagged ekphrastic, Garden with Toads, quill, snails, the significance of snails, Toads
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Against the Strand
.. Three blackbirds etch their signature across a sapphire shore swollen with sunlight. She quills her own song in the snow with tail feathers and broken ink. .. Prompted by toads. The word group I worked up was: swollen … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged black birds, feathers, Garden with Toads, ink, quill, sky songs, Toads
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Quill Dawn
(an ovillejo) .. .. Some small, unbroken begun bliss – …and in this: the moon’s a smile, a curved-fine …shadowed line. This slivered shining world apart …might find your heart smoothed into something new to start. Hold onto filament of … Continue reading
petaled pages of love
.. we quench our thirst with feathered spell, and poems fall like early flowers. ..
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged April PAD 2017, feathers, hope, petals, poeming, quill, thy fingers make early flowers, writing on writing
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Fledgling Thoughts, Caught
.. They are the stuff of fluff, and float. Of pillows and bed and quiet nesting. Of arrow quest and scritching quill. Of flutter. Of hollow bones and hope and reasons to fly. We collect them in jars and quivers, … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged birds, down, feathers, hollow bones, hope, hope is a thing with feathers, pillows, quill
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spilt ilk
… she’s of that kind that likes ink, the spill of it, the thrill of it, the will of it to smear itself to page in love or tears or rage. she’s cut from indigo sky-cloth, swathed in cloudskin. Trimmed … Continue reading
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