The Result is a Tired Poem staccato sleepmind frenzied, frazzledawake in the four o’clock hourtrembling HAPPY EQUINOX!!! HOW BEAUTIFUL IS THIS DAY!!!
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POEM A DAY – March 19
This Now The dog snores.The coffee colds.The heat whirs. Pope JoanHestiaSappho and Marguerite Porete await my attention.The journal pulses. Death is open-mouthedswallowing anotherbody into its belly depth, darkness:the hold before a new birthing untangles into thelight. Grief is agrotto we slink into – weep, laughsigh, sleep. Ourflushed cheeks press againstseashell walls.
POEM A DAY – March 18
womb thrumming in the darkness of excitementthat dread-heavy tightening between shame and ecstasyfrenetic fertility flight – light lashing waves of affirmative action, the body astral in pleasure’s mouth. A single eggslow, bloated yet bellicose, bellyclose, a final miracle in maybe-ed movement, will drop into oblivion, living lastly in the reds of moonsong, soaked or wiped, flushedaway in gratitude,… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 18
POEM A DAY – March 15
one wing still askew…From After the Chickadee Hits the Window by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer Where are your wings? Around your heart?At the back of your heels?Perhaps on the curve of your hips? Do you manage their strength?Flex them at the gym?Yin yoga stretch them in the morning?Flap them speedily as the geese pass above? Do your… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 15