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rain's intimations
i hear tapping neighbor's roofs
moving toward mine -
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hills' grey patina
January's spare daylight
folding soft knit shirts
words typed cross country
or spoken in rooms cross town
miracle of waves -
my mood is good, but this is what I saw
roadside buzzard dines
on last night's traffic victim
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desire to knit yarn
snarled vinculum when unwound
ties my hands for hours
i cannot unknot
pulling under and over
strands at length bound -
all poetry all the time
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decades
And all the names of the tribes, the nomads of faith who walked in the monotone of the desert and saw brightness and faith and colour. The way a stone or found metal box or bone can become loved and turn eternal in prayer. Such glory of this country she enters now and becomes part of. We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we ( Read more... ) -
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"Love and Death, working as a tag team, will undo us all."
~Allen Moore, Snakes and Ladders
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sister of mercy
small, dark and reading Rumi
well known in wee hours