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Clair de Lune
—for Rico  Our moon’s a prime example of less-is- more. Its slivered, crescent shine. Its mountains on the brim of light and dark. Risen...

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Mar 181 min read
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You Think that I’m a Goth
and not because I’m pulled by the colour black. Actually, all the pigments combined will equal black. So it’s really just considering...

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Mar 131 min read
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The Sharpener
In those days, the plot was only as sharp as pointed lead. HB didn’t stand for Harcourt Brace— not yet,  and every yarn dependent on a...

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Mar 111 min read
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Gavrilo Princip and the Gift that Keeps on Giving
You can thank Gavrilo for your existence. And this Serbian’s piercing shot. I should really give credit to his mother. Marija lost six  ...

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Feb 252 min read
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Noah, at St. Francis
With the most recent tabulations from the Department of Global Poetry, there are 685 billion, 278 million, 431 thousand, 294 poems about...

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Feb 231 min read
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Ashkenazi
You noticed I bought a book by Eli Bartmann. His tome of Selected Poems. 88-hundred pages. Now there’s a man who’s humble,  remarking...

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Feb 232 min read
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Clickbait
News sites have become a one-trick pony. My friend in California read The Big One’s Coming Soon— Here’s Why  causing her to toss her...

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Feb 191 min read
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Shells
Can’t you hear the Atlantic? little Shelly asks, handing it to me as if in turn, a pearl that’s found beneath, the odds of one-in-three,...

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Feb 181 min read
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Thirty-three and a third
We’ve been locked in an iterant eddy, a satellite that’s fused into its rhythm, a record that wheels forever, despite the ending of its...

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Feb 51 min read
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Eleanor, Amongst the Clouds
I found myself remembering the day in kindergarten, when the teacher showed us Dumbo, and I realized for the first time that all the kids...

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Feb 31 min read
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Go Fuck Your Self-Help
If life gives you lemons, don’t settle for lemonade. Make a mansion of meringue, wash it down with whisky sour.  I want to plunge a pie...

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Jan 261 min read
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Detroit
Day-twah is how you pronounced it, my ostentatious friend, as though the French were still infesting where the river worms and bends ; Â ...

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Jan 211 min read
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Sturnidae
Come, and trip it as ye go, On the light fantastick toe —John Milton, from L'Allegro Surrounded by their chatter, we note we haven’t ...

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Jan 161 min read
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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 13, 20241 min read
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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 8, 20241 min read
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The Puffin
Hear this: a puffin is not a baby penguin, despite my decades of thinking it so. Â I cannot be angry at the puffin, its countenance of...

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Dec 3, 20241 min read
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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 24, 20241 min read
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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 23, 20242 min read
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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 22, 20242 min read
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Why I Will Never Win a Poetry Contest
I have to say I love you in 40 lines or less.  Space between the stanzas count as a line.  This is now my 10th—11th— fuck I am in...

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Nov 19, 20241 min read
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