Monthly Archives: April 2015

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Poetry Is A Splinter

  Placed inexorably beneath each fingerpad so deeply you cannot get at it, but not so deep it will not infect. Touch anything: you can; but painfully, even you.

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Birds woke us today. Plural birds. Singular us

My little Chickadee hosted a breakfast meeting. At 5:30 a.m. – though I suspect the meeting had been going on, quietly, for at least an hour or two before their songs broke in on our dreams … the birds … … Continue reading

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just noodling

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I have not been away at all. I have gone nowhere. It has been … what it has been; I am sorting it out. I will sort it all out. Then we will talk. And I will tell you about it. Remind me.

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I have been away. It has been … pleasant. After I get the pieces all sorted out … remind me to tell you about it sometime.

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I have been away. It has not been pleasant. After I get it all sorted out … remind me to tell you about it sometime.

 

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