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27 June: An Erasure Poem (revised)
He’s inthrough the open window. Dragging one leg. A cat, eyes crazy like you know what. This — gnarl of bone and fur. note: image changed and text revised. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Text sourced from Jaws, by Benchley, Peter. Digital Jaws. Pub. Pan 70, 2017. Image The Cat Who Became a Woman…
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27 June: An Erasure Poem
He’s inthrough the open window. Dragging one leg, andrang the bell. A cat, eyes crazy like you know what. This — gnarle of bone and fur. Note: This is entirely the wrong image for this one. Expect this one to be updated. I’ll post it anyway because so much ridiculous work and time goes into…
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26 June: Twiglet #284
Last Word on a Page They’re flapping with attitude.Incomplete thoughts.Each and every page.Dense and thorny. Lick your finger, and turn me, it pleads. It’ll lead you by the nose, thoselast words, or sothey think – most areerased, and never see ink. Written for Twiget #284. Image: Quick by Dieter Roth, 1965, Style: Neo-Dada. Fair usage. ©Misky 2022 Shared…
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The Old Woman and Expectations #4
About The Old Woman and Expectations #4 the old woman with no cat came to believe she was a stranger to herself. not that she was strange, she’d never admit that, although if she’d had a cat they would’ve discussed this endlessly as everyone knows a cat always has one ear open when both eyes…
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24 June: 14-Lines at 13:30
14-lines at 1:30pm HammeringMetal on wood on wood on wood.Good weather forConstructing a guest bed. Razor edge sun,Fresh air andInsects in and out and in, mostly. A bee’s busy as a bee should be inPink stocks on the table.Bouquet from the garden broughtFrom outside inside. In and out and in, and stillOn wood on wood…
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23 June: Mosquito
Sometimes You Don’t See It Coming There’s a mosquitoin this room, now it’sby the window,staring up atthe overcast and grey. It’s flying away its days and it doesn’t realiselife is short-term.Its faint voicebuzzes at the glass. Swat ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Image by Hugovk on Flickr Commons, fair usage, some rights reserved.
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22 June: Three Lines #TLT
I.plungea spoon into rippling citrus creamsnow in June II.this teasmells like slugsand stings III.summer is floweringgoldenrod, and switchbladesthrough the paving stones IV.diamond lighta pool of morningin the hallway Three Line Thursday for Ink In Thirds. The word: yellow (but you can’t include that word). ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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21 June: That House
That House it’s for sale now,a wooden stake hammeredinto the ghost of pink climbing roses. she married a butcher.he did that thing that you alwayshope happens to someone else. he went out one afternoonfor a pack of smokes,and never returned. heart attack. a year later – she jumped,right off a multi-story carpark in town. nobody…
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20 June: A contrapuntal poem
In This Moment a breeze tempersthe heat pulsing off brick poppy petalspaper thin – disengage flutterfalland fail in the heat a bumblebee’s lastchance before hot rainthunders down Spain arriveson the wind and fillsthe open windows A contrapuntal poem. More info is available at MasterClasses. Image from WikiArt Poppy Fields by Claude Money Date 1885, ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting…
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19 June: dVerse Quadrille
Mis-Spellings I’m named after Mum’s childhood friend who sat on some scissors, slicing her buttocks open, and Mum was green as envy – that girl excused from school for 3-months, sitting being a for-sure impossibility, and it’s odd, how brainiest people mis-spell our name … for dVerse Poets. Quadrille (44-words) including the word spell. ©Misky 2022 Shared…
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