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 16
Thanks to Charis for sharing this delightful story with me...and giving the photo of the sign! If the walls could talk…For C.C. Apparently, some walls can talk.In the case of the home in small townOntario, during minor bathroom renoswhich included peeling back sulliedwallpaper and old panellinga hand-written message in thickblack marker on a white stickerwas… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 16
VANESSA SHIELDS 