Month: Aug 2018
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Where Do I Find…
Where Do I Find Inspiration … in the fragile and frayed, in the light and cool, in the whirl and gleaming infinities of you. In forest pines and rain fresh as a child’s eyes, in the tooth and the bone of a North Sea breeze. In young oak tree leaves, in a summer sunset, in…
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Off-Season for Miz Quickly
Winter at Fjellebroen Havn It clings. The ice is thick on the masts, thick in ropey skeins, and the riggings whine with the singing wind. Straight out of the north. It’s come. It’s lost. Diamond hard. It bites. Feels white as bone, this snow howling across our backs. The air is a carnival swirl. And…
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A Sestina for Miz Quickly
Battered Clouds Shallow grass of fluid green, flows broad, old river Narrow as shadows that slip between bridge and roots. So softly spoken as you drift, fall, these leaves That tumble everywhere, thirsty as the clear blue sky. You shape a daydream, of home, of battered clouds, Your right hand holds tight the last curls…
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dVerse Quadrille #61
Puzzles The neighbour has a white rabbit, and a terrier that yaps all day long (at that rabbit) — and there’s an empty vase set on the windowsill, shaped like an over-ripe woman (desirous of sex). It’s like a puzzle, that’s missing a few vital pieces. for dVerse Quadrille #61 and Punctuation & Enjambment
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A Study in Repetition for Miz Quickly
A Study In Repetition I dreamt the world was an indefinite wobble, days became months and years. I dreamt the world was an indefinite wobble, stinking and broken from within. I dreamt the world was an indefinite wobble, clouds were chiseled by the wind. I dreamt the world was an indefinite wobble, while words teased…
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