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Moon slides down
Moon slides down the sky as if drunk against the wall knees giving way blink and she has slipped below the wires one by one the treetops the rooftops this is the speed of our spinning earth __________ Read more
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Snow Globe
The changes that can take place between the first and final versions of a poem astound me. Sometimes in my poetry journals I am lucky to find both preserved. Here are two approaches from 2010 to a snow-filled morning: haiku, version 2; and the original poem, version 1. It was my year of writing daily… Read more
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Match girl
There’s the polished moon again hanging in its velvet sky, and the stars in party clothes– every sunset’s a new occasion to haul out the jewels. The night’s a rich affair invitation only and I linger on the sidewalk like a match girl skirting the houses of the wealthy with their bright lights, laughter, and… Read more
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Deep fog hushes all
Deep fog hushes all distant sounds: and we expand to fill our small world. _________________ Read more
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