one day into spring and i’m floating on a raftof poetry…short, fat chunksof stanzas braided withmermaid hair…and hopethe water (made of tears) isbedazzled by the sun:death keeps scooping people upand I think she’s tired tooof all the heaving last nightthere was so much magicthough, just like…everywhereon everyone…skin so goose-bumped we looked like aliensall that lifting… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 21
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POEM A DAY – March 10
I see faces remind myself: this is what love made, what love makessafe repetition, rigorous reminding, that first sip of french-pressed coffeeand now, the spring song of birds and that open-mouthed morning mawof mother nature sighing - we did it again, we survived another winterthen the blue jay screams of protest: many did not survive,… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 10
POEM A DAY – March 9
Tests mammogram this afternoon followed by an ultrasound followed by worry followed by lookatthesun followed by dropping off taxes followed by meeting with the printer followed by editing followed by worry followed by reading followed by tea followed by driving followed by trust followed by mybodyishealthyandstrong followed by spring air followed by dinner followed by… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 9
POEM A DAY – February 4
On her award-winning podcast, Good Hang with Amy Poehler, Amy Poehler asked Carol Burnette how old she feels inside. Julia Louis-Dreyfus also asks this question of her guests on her amazing podcast, Wiser Than Me. Wednesday Haiku birds sing to springicicles drip earthboundinside I’m twelve What age do you feel inside?