February 2010
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2010 Feb 24 – snapshot poem
there are winged womenin my garden. there are two.no. three. they are heavy.they are made of iron. once they were the legsof an antique table. nowthey are poised to flyfrom the garden fence. and then there’s me. Continue reading
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2010 03 feb snapshot
can i still write a snapshot poem? is it still in me? the sky is grey, but high earlier, there was a dull purple beneath a glow that made the sky seem higher sparrows at the seed and fighting in the vines is it really the weaker sparrow they gang up on? maybe it’s a… Continue reading
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Life Changes
There are deep changes, and there are superficial changes. Sometimes, one is caused by the other, and sometimes it is difficult to tell which is which. Money can’t buy happiness, true; but it can buy clothes and cosmetics and cars and convenience. I have new clothes. Clothes without holes, or unraveling, or stains. Clothes that… Continue reading
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