I recently completed a poem collection, Tell Me the Story Again. The poems are song-like, set in a future (or possibly ancient) world. The narrative…
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Poetry
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outside doing something else I turn and see them snowdrops thrusting through dead leaves beside a snowdrift I drop everything, pick up a rake,…
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Where is mountain, where is sky? Mist and cloud may know or merge unknowing: where is water, where is air? Between peak and valley,…
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it is all poetry, even a dark morning at the end of Fall, twisting oak branches revealed, small birds and the last lacy leaves…
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the leaves are falling, the ridge rising into view I know it was there all along, but now I see the still blue wave,…
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no objective correlative for this hard time more life in a desert than in desolation this grief is punctuation. stop. what can be next?…
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sometimes watch your thoughts: leaves floating by on a stream other times, hunt your thoughts down, be a predator the witness knows which thoughts…
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