Month: May 2018
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for Twiglet #75
I. A sea shell, Her old gold ring, A wish bone. All in an emptied bottle. II. Her every anticipation, diluted in that emptied bottle. III. There was no third or forth or fifth. Everything ended at that second. for Twiglet #75 “Empty Bottle”. Each is 17-syllables.
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dVerse Lessons
Pigeons Lessons It was Grandpa who taught me the lesson of returning home. You see, he had two homing pigeons, ‘though they could have been doves, the colour of magnolias and lilies. Grandpa cooed each pigeon goodbye before hefting them into the air. Good luck, he said, as their velvet angel wings echoed into the…
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dVerse Quadrille #56
A Broad Song Always in motion, this broad and singing dawn. Robins nibble seeds and fatten on raisins, muddle over fat grubs and a nub of bread. Magpies dress in tuxedoes. Wrens in brown weave. The air is motion – dandelion fluff bright as whirly-spins against the sun. for dVerse Quadrille #56…
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7 May 2018
Originally posted on The Journal: An Angled View The sun shines on us, it’s a captured landscape. It’s a magnetic bond, her epic lessons. How you stay alive. That is life. This is living. This long race is our odyssey, it hungers for black or white. I don’t remember the blink, the flinch, the harrow…
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