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Pantoum for Gnomes Poems
If The Wind Be a ship and her sea a moon, travelling run and drift a trimmed sail is a whirlwind, occasional dew and mist. travelling run and drift in avoidance of its fury, occasional dew and mist, is uncertainty of direction. in avoidance of its fury, sailing around a compass, is uncertainty of direction,…
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A Knee for Miz Quickly
Living on Spent Waves He raises his eyebrow slightly, and says, “or a brainless opossum. Did you know that one survives for hours after its brain is blown out, “ I shake my head, no, I didn’t know that, and could’ve gone without knowing that for a very long time. But I try to keep…
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Words for Gnomes
The 7th and 8th of May I had a friend, a fixed-face woman who wore her chiselled chin with pride of place. She rose at dawn to look for work, and when I asked her where hope would take her feet that day, she said — Anywhere there are rolling hills, singing children, and people…
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2 Easy for Miz Quickly
Got Me on My Knees He’s been arguing with himself these days. It’s all gone wrong. Been wronged. It’s a paler shade of broken, he says, while he argues with the mirror, and longs for her legs. A lost prisoner to her songs. And he falls into blond on blond dreams, begging Layla, you’ve got…
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Easy for Miz Quickly
Finished It’s some kind of dark joke — machines gone mad. Debussy playing on the radio and Peggy Lee singing … “Fever” on my ipad. Debussy finishes before Peggy. Men usually do. Miz Quickly’s “Easy“
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Friday’s Gnomes Forms: “Sijo”
Poetic Form: Sijo: Three lines. Each line varies between 14 and 16 syllables, with the middle line the longest. The first line states a theme, the second line counters it, and the third line resolves the poem. for: Gnomes Notes: Taarab (or tarab) def https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taarab
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Oh Joy for Miz Quickly
Eighty Words About Dust It’s like this — I like dust. Not dusting. I like its single-mindedness. Its persistence. I like the science behind an avalanche of dead skin. A flurry of sloughed debris. It’s desert dry. Dead. Devious. Really. I like to chase it about, snap it, flick it with a cloth. It hides…
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