Clementines my son peels a clementinein one fell swoop, the orangepocked skin hanging likea torn remnant. I tell him I don’t really likeclementines. He says writea poem about how youdon’t really like clementinesthen he walks to the kitchenand puts the peel in thefood recycle bin andeats the tangy bulbous bits. My tastebuds lift, turn away,at… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 5
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POEM A DAY – April 2
Today's piece is long....after a long journal about the pink full moon and an oracle card pull and fours hours of sleep in a row (!) and a watching the Artemis II blast off into space. This is all real. Miraculous Medal“Those are the graces for which people forget to ask”…said Mary (Mother of Jesus)… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 2
Poem 358 – Mary
Mary I am with Mary tonightby her side as she heavesbetween prayers in a barnwarmed by animal breath& starfire landing inher matted hair I watch as Josef wipessweat from her browrubs her backlets her squeeze hishand to bone-crush The silence in thehay-heavy space is biblicalwe all know who is comingthe mice the sheep the cowthe… Continue reading Poem 358 – Mary
VANESSA SHIELDS 