Category: PA
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Day 11
A Bite of Blind Cold (or the voice of wind) On a morning like this — with the northeast wind washing off glacial land and singing operatics as intense as a fever and screaming like a whore you’re more than a voice MQ 11 more than a voice and PA Day 10 “blank…
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Day 8
PA 08 the dog is dead buried under the hellebore that blooms soft pink at the end of winter. PA Day 8: a pet poem ©️ Misky 2019 It’s November Poem a Day month. These are 1st drafts
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Day 7.1
Knee High Compression Socks mostly stripes some spots mostly those called compression keeps things moving keeps ankles from exploding mostly black a few blue two burgundy one greyish hue but mostly stripes and some spots. PA 07 An article of clothing ©️ Misky 2019 It’s November Poem a Day month. These are 1st…
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PA05 and dVerse
PA 05 A Crow’s Pleasure black crow with its patent leather shine, snagged a brown shrew on its cold hook grab. carried it off under fatal wings, carried it off on ragged winds. heard its final yip, its faded death call. waxen stiff its small wordless voice. up high, even higher, over a black slow…
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PA 04
PA 04: A Little Night Music The day that Dad brought home a bag of cherries, Mum shook her head and said, No. She had a headache. So Dad ate the cherries, as I watched. He emptied the bag by half, folded the top down twice, and carefully creased it tight with his thumbnail, just…
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Day 02
MQ 02: Draft All Along the Watchtower a mother and her son hand in hand they stand in purple haze spilled from cars strewn on streets look right look left look right just focus, my son. and I hear Jimi Hendrix playing from the watchtower a mother and her son care and caution ever watchful…
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Day 01
Draft MQ 01 and PA 01 An Alpha Poem – And Where to Start and what might this pen create, what tempest of shade and paint, and why do dreams exist in pillows, and why must heroes always die, and who will stitch this quilt into a dying language of what and why and who…
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Poetic Form: Ryūka
In the Groove A beat in her ears A spring in her walk She played songs over and over until the groove wore smooth PB’s Japanese Form: Ryūka 5,5,8,6 and Poetic Aside #502 ©️ Misky 2019
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