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Established 02004

June 16, 2004

Snapshot 16 June 02004

the rose unfolds
day after day
it opens itself
pale petals gold
heart to the sun
to the bee –

Snapshot Poems 2004

2 responses to “Snapshot 16 June 02004”

susan

June 17, 2004 at 12:46 am

A poem as beautiful as the rose itself, intricate in its simplicity. Lovely.

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Pearl

June 17, 2004 at 9:13 pm

Elegantly works on two levels. It takes such skill to make it look that easy.

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Ancestral (Artificial )Intelligence

I do not use AI to write. For me, writing is how I think, and I prefer to do it myself. If/when I post anything here that I suspect or know to be AI generated, I will tell you.

I have changed this from Artificial to Ancestral, after Abi Awomosu @ Substack. This medium was made with human history, human thought. All of it, bright and dark. It is ancestral.

Poems

Please do not assume that I am the speaker/ subject of my poems.

In these times of creative nonfiction and fictionalized memoirs, I think of the poem itself as true fiction: it is most likely not factual, but it must be true.

It is likely to be — it is best if it is — a truth I did not know before I wrote, and may not understand even then.

A poem is my way of discovering (dis-covering) what I feel; sometimes, what I think — but it is not necessarily biographical.

Snapshot 16 June 02004

2 responses to “Snapshot 16 June 02004”

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