Monthly Archives: October 2014

Quality of Life Unconscious Addition by Subtraction

I stopped at a corner store for bread and eggs this afternoon and, as usual, the radio there was tuned to the local classic rock station. As I was leaving, I realised that there are some things that could be … Continue reading

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Let Great Wings Descend

Morning and evening clocks constrict the day. If time must be measured measure it by when The blue heron’s shadow darkens the bay. Do not appoint an hour in which to play At work or work at love, sleep or … Continue reading

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The Moon Turns Over and Over

I’m gone out walking in moonlight With yesterday’s dew in a flask To count all the stars above me. They’re the questions I’ve never asked. The moon turns over and over, It’s a coin I’ve tossed in the sky. But … Continue reading

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This Week in the House

Originally posted on tankawanka:
This week the powerful, The ones used to training weapons On unknown others, Had a gun turned on them. In a panic they barricaded the doors, Furiously tapped and tweeted And dialed their cellphones, Then fashioned…

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Face the Table and Bend a Little Bit (a prostate exam villanelle)

The moving finger probes up where we shit. Listen: the doctor stretches, snaps his glove. Face the table and bend a little bit. Age can make all of our asses forfeit Their health to cancer’s greed. So we’ll speak of … Continue reading

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Restless Particles (revised Halloween sestina variation)

Near the bottom of the street a crow’s nest rests high in a linden. A loose stick tap- tap-taps in the wind that oboes its moan through October evening eaves. That wind wept rain all day into the nest and … Continue reading

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Restless Particles (a Hallowe’en sestina variation)

Near the bottom of the street a crow’s nest rests high in a linden. A loose stick tap- tap-taps in the wind that oboes its moan through October evening eaves. That wind wept rain all day into the nest and … Continue reading

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