untitled I am sorry, she said & she listened to the past thrumon her palm & she heardthe present weepon the chin of a mighty wind & she observedthe dust of soulscollect & riseuniting into an extraordinary sunrise Observation: the active acquisition of information from a primary source. In living beings, observation employs the senses. Listen, learn, reflect,… Continue reading Poem 273 – untitled
Poem 272 – Dress
Dress I fall asleep thinking about what to wearconsider the weather the hair on my legsthe size of my belly the polish on my toes – peeling In my dreams I’m in space with Jake Gyllenhaal& none of these things matter when our spacecar explodes I wake by the phone clock chime – startledachy a… Continue reading Poem 272 – Dress
Poem 271 & Reviews x 2!
Her anxiety… …like the three-skin layer scratch on my thumb knucklepuffed pink edges, little sighs of pain & the scab catchingon polyester blends, the teal wool sweater, the yellow&whitestriped dish towel – I can’t take it away the line of wound the regimen of stinging how it feels itselfmuch more than it will ever show… Continue reading Poem 271 & Reviews x 2!
Poem 270 – Haiku for When Daughters Cry
Haiku for When Daughters Cry Oceans pause mid waveDark closes its eyes – exhalesTime begins to stitch
VANESSA SHIELDS 