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Dec 131 min read
And Then There Was Light
With your hands wrist-deep in the black of loamy soil, you tell me your infant daughter died at break of dawn, on a day that our star...
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Dec 81 min read
And then there’s Sylvia Plath…
It makes no sense at all that Keats and Yeats have never rhymed. I don’t mean that each had never used the form in poems, I mean...
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Dec 31 min read
The Puffin
Hear this: a puffin is not a baby penguin, despite my decades of thinking it so. I cannot be angry at the puffin, its countenance of...
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Dec 21 min read
The Trial
It’s not the highest mountain but a jar of pickle juice. It’s not a molten bed of burning coals, but the gulp of sour dill, the brine...
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Dec 11 min read
Sowing Flowers in the Fall
The cemetery’s sexton warned you shouldn’t plant a thing December 1st, that nothing can survive its chilling gales, this numb we think...
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Nov 301 min read
On Finally Winning the Griffin
the medium is the message —Marshall McLuhan My cat likes to saunter across my keyboard, spelling some unknowable truth that a...
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Nov 281 min read
Changeling
Every time you blink it’s a different story— a character who morphs as winds allow, first a gelding in the ether missing love ; a...
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Nov 281 min read
Burro di Arachidi
We think that we’re romantic since we dine in candlelight— here in our apartment, not just lunch and dinner, but with the crack of a...
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Nov 261 min read
Longsuffering
I feel bad for 404 as its page is never found, that it’s lumped with oops and error— that all of the numbers before it somehow escape...
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Nov 261 min read
Why Haiku is a Waste of My Time
What endless depth of meaning can you say in 17 clicks? I know, English forms have no such syllabic binds, though a line of 3 remains,...
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Nov 251 min read
A Lesson In Impermanence
By now we know the Berenstains weren’t Jewish, there was never a bear who was stein, all of those many matzos going to waste ; ...
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Nov 251 min read
Søren and Hobbes
I think I’ve become a cynic due to everybody’s lies— hell, bullshit won its way into the White House yet again ; while the richest man...
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Nov 251 min read
The Recluse
For years I’ve played it safe or so you’ve said, bolting shut the windows when it’s sunny, turning off the news before the weather,...
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Nov 241 min read
On the day the poets went on strike
there were no more birds in the trees—well, there were, but every finch and sparrow felt relief, no more voyeurs spying on their sunrise...
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Nov 231 min read
You Ask for a Poem for Peace
and I give you this : it’s Gordon Ramsey saying that it’s ok, you tried your best ; when the wellington is raw and the patrons up and...
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Nov 232 min read
Only Two Words
The answer to this question is yes or no. That’s three words. Everyone assumes the yes is most important, the...
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Nov 231 min read
Lucas, Life of the Party
You’ve always liked it dim. Complain about light pollution, that it prevents you from seeing the stars, while the steeple that shines...
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Nov 222 min read
Upon Hearing This Isn’t Love
This should be a love poem nowadays. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. There’s surely hearts involved throughout the stanzas on...
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Nov 221 min read
Volare
The Latin word volare is a verb that means to fly. When an acute accent is added to the final "e"— volaré— it becomes the Spanish...
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Nov 211 min read
Rabies, or Tissues are a boy's best friend
I was hoping to make you cry with all the images that follow. Not because I’m mean, heartless, one who seems to revel in the sadness of...
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