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Tag: poetry
April 7, 2022
March 10, 2022
tonight
lots of clouds but also
bright moon
a thick sliver
February 5, 2021
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January 3, 2021
between the sun and the moon
who governs me?
see the planets
red blue and green yellow
January 31, 2019
“Sleeping in the Forest”
I thought the earth remembered me, she
took me back so tenderly, arranging
her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds. I slept
as never before, a stone
on the riverbed, nothing
between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated
light as moths among the branches
of the perfect trees. All night
I heard the small kingdoms breathing
around me, the insects, and the birds
who do their work in the darkness. All night
I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling
with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.
-Mary Oliver (“Twelve Moons”)
July 5, 2014
watching the sky fade from pale to paler
what if we had made a life together?
the trees ask their questions
shivering in the almost darkness
June 23, 2014
one lamp lit
moth dying under it
toasting its little damp wings
calm and crying
the metal base of the lamp
catches it
June 10, 2014
XVII.
Treat it more carefully
what?
i said treat it more carefully
Amberdine looked at the bowl of waxy fruit
and the way the table cloth
hung there
limp and beautiful
June 3, 2014
off at work
he pioneers with his
pick axe
and comes home shouting
I USED TO BE A BEAUTIFUL BABY
blood all down his front
raw meat in his hands
May 14, 2014
on the eve of the apocalypse
i will take you to where i know
there is one budding tree
leaves now actually
i will take you there
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