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Tag Archives: T.S. Eliot
Impractical Cats
They’re pacing behind her, racing the clock or a mouse or whatever. She’s listening to the click-clack (tick-tock) of their claws, the pause that comes with exclamation point tail. The rain’s a long slow humsong; the sky’s a mottled milkshake, … Continue reading
Posted in Miz Q January
Tagged cats, Hopper paintings, impractical, practical cats, sky songs, T.S. Eliot
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The Lady of Situations
What roots what branches this stony rubbish, …………………man. A heap of broken sunbeats, a dry stone. Come, I will show you …..shadow. I will show you ……………………dust. Call me the hyacinth girl, the Hyacinth garden. …….Neither. Nothing. ……..Silence. … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged found poems, garden with toads prompts, T.S. Eliot, Wasteland
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Waiting Rooms & Measuring Spoons
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons. – T.S. Eliot .. Holding quiet breath and pouring another cuppa. Hear the clock? It’s mocking us. Tick tick ticks me off, really, all these little boxes awaiting checks. All … Continue reading
Dude, Mr. Mistoffelees is my Father
.. And all practical cats aside, if you don’t mind, I plan to play possum just a little while longer. ..
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged Dude Crush, Finding Nemo, My Brain is Weird, nonsensical poems just because, T.S. Eliot
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