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Poem 152 – Playing & Tomorrow – The Joy of Editing!

Playing autologicalsuch erudite english wordsmagniloquent [indeed] For poetic inspiration this morning, I searched 'five syllable word'. Research: autological https://www.mentalfloss.com/article/52927/17-words-describe-themselves Except, Merrium-Webster says it's not a word at all! https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/autological, however, it does define autologous: https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/autologous And...magnlioquent means: Grandiose and pompous. Now, my brain hurts. (I'm feeling cephalalgia.) The Joy of Editing Tomorrow at 7pm! So,… Continue reading Poem 152 – Playing & Tomorrow – The Joy of Editing!

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Poem 145 – Stonefish & The Joy of Editing

StonefishSynaceai verracosa Completely camouflaged among coral & reefthis aqua monster waitswith thirteen spines each chunk a precise needlenestled between sacks of lethal venomall it takes is a little pressure for the poison to release A murderer?A sadist?Nay, an ambush predator born to protect its gnarly self What is the lesson here?Tread lightly in shallow waters… Continue reading Poem 145 – Stonefish & The Joy of Editing

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Poem 75 – Etymology of Dead Line

Etymology of Dead Line curiosity about the etymologyof the word deadline leads meto a black & white photodated August 1864 of theBurial Detail at AndersonvilleConfederate Prison for Soldiers ‘dead line’ the space betweenlife & death the confluenceof the River Breath & the RiverNo Breath – a rough passage around the prison this line sofrightfully dug… Continue reading Poem 75 – Etymology of Dead Line

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Poem 32 – Ode to George Elliott Clarke’s Mouth

Ode to George Elliott Clarke’s Mouth When he took the stage in the atelierit was an assaultthe air heaved toward himrendering me breathlessmy spin reconfigured in attention a vertebrae salutethe space became a sanctuarya long mantis finger pushed up his glassesand.then.he.quaked Head leaned backforehead glistening with sweatcheeks puffed proud like mountainslips, oh lips! peeling back in revelationspit,… Continue reading Poem 32 – Ode to George Elliott Clarke’s Mouth