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Sunday, October 27, 2013. Two toothbrushes sit in a mason jar. On the bathroom counter. One falls,. Pulled by gravity, head first into the other. Their bristled bodies rest. And I do not understand. How such rigid objects can wrap themselves. Around each other so softly-. I am longing for your nearness and wonder,. As I search my own flourescent reflection. In the bathroom mirror,. How is it that the insides of our pink lips can. Lean into each other like this-. When our jaws are set against. Who don&#82...

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Dear Spring,: February 2012

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Saturday, February 11, 2012. Mother and Child Sleeping. I sleep on the far edge of a large double bed. Under the weight of a quilt I stitched together. To pass through the string of cold winter days and nights. The pillows- six of them- take up more space. Than the full female figure of my body. I tuck my arms, legs, head inward. And curl up like a small dog, back to the wall,. Not even hoping to be held. Like I am my own mother. Like I am my own child. Friday Night Behind Closed Doors. Pull out my scraps.

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Dear Spring,: October 2013

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Sunday, October 27, 2013. Two toothbrushes sit in a mason jar. On the bathroom counter. One falls,. Pulled by gravity, head first into the other. Their bristled bodies rest. And I do not understand. How such rigid objects can wrap themselves. Around each other so softly-. I am longing for your nearness and wonder,. As I search my own flourescent reflection. In the bathroom mirror,. How is it that the insides of our pink lips can. Lean into each other like this-. When our jaws are set against.

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Dear Spring,: Poem for Memorization

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Sunday, September 1, 2013. 8220;In the evening we shall be examined on love.”. St John of the Cross. And it won’t be multiple choice,. Though some of us would prefer it that way. Neither will it be essay, which tempts us to run on. When we should be sticking to the point, if not together. In the evening there shall be implications. Our fear will change to complications. No cheating,. We’ll be told, and we’ll try to figure out the cost of being true. To ourselves. In the evening when the sky has turned.

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Dear Spring,: April 2013

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Sunday, April 7, 2013. The Grapes of Wrath. I grew up in Steinbeck land and was forced to read all of his shorter works in middle school: The Pearl, The Red Pony,. And a few longer works like Cannery Row. I am teaching American Studies this year and felt like I have a teacherly duty to say something about Great Depression and this iconic work. So, I tentatively picked up The Grapes of Wrath. Before I knowed it, I was sayin' out loud, 'The hell with it! Learn Gonna lay in the grass, open an' honest with a...

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Dear Spring,: Old Poems ReFound

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Sunday, October 27, 2013. Two toothbrushes sit in a mason jar. On the bathroom counter. One falls,. Pulled by gravity, head first into the other. Their bristled bodies rest. And I do not understand. How such rigid objects can wrap themselves. Around each other so softly-. I am longing for your nearness and wonder,. As I search my own flourescent reflection. In the bathroom mirror,. How is it that the insides of our pink lips can. Lean into each other like this-. When our jaws are set against.

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Raeful: March 2012

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Tuesday, March 27, 2012. A Return to Sharing. I wish to return to this sharing. Part of me desires to share more of myself with those who are far and another part needs a place to put my words. So, here I begin again bearing things of myself and of others that have inspired me. Thanks for stopping by. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. A Return to Sharing. Picture Window template. Powered by Blogger.

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Raeful: October 2012

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Wednesday, October 10, 2012. This, Your Defiant Day. There are days when the work must be left undone;. The papers unwrit, the envelopes unlicked. There are days when the dishes must stay in the sink;. The rice left to stick to the pot's bottom. There are days when you need to put on a flannel dress and lace-up boots and go. Without music, without route. There are days the calendar must be left unread. And the quilt must stay sprawled about the bed. As you left it when waking for. This, your defiant day.

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Raeful: May 2013

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Wednesday, May 22, 2013. El Despertar/The Awakening por Alejandra Pizarnik. La jaula se ha vuelto pájaro. Y se ha volado. Y mi corazón esta loco. Porque aúlla a la muerte. Y sonríe detrás del viento. Que hare con el miedo. Que hare con el miedo. Ya no baila la luz en mi sonrisa. Ni las estaciones queman palomas en mis ideas. Mis manos se han desnudado. Y se han ido donde la muerte. Enseña a vivir a los muertos. El aire me castiga el ser. Detrás del aire hay monstruos. Que beben de mi sangre. The cage has...

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Raeful: December 2012

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Wednesday, December 19, 2012. I'm usually not one for inspirational quotes but a friend shared this with me and I think it is beautiful. It starts off as a predictable motivational number but the ending analogy, I think, is quite profound. Saturday, December 8, 2012. Might Be a Country Song. I've got houseplants and cast-iron cookware. I've got a heavy bookshelf and a soft velvet sitting chair. I can no longer fit my belongings in the back of my car. And if I could, I don't think I'd get very far.

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Raeful: March 2011

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Wednesday, March 9, 2011. La mañana surge lentamente como un vapor que se eleva. Y se difunde en el aire. Cruza los cuadros de verde pasto. Con una bolsa de mandado en la mano. Los edificios de departamentos. Presentan superficies planas rectangulares. Que se cierran o abren. Cada cuarto una caja. El jardín de pasto listo y verde como alfombra recién comprada. Está encuadrado por filas regulares de árboles idénticos. Se arrojan una sombra continua. Como la de un muro. Que después de un año. Two or three ...

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Raeful: December 2010

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Friday, December 17, 2010. As the days get shorter and colder, I have been trying out new ways to be cozy. I have had some successes and some failures. Success: Cream of Wheatlessness. Finely ground brown rice, quinoa, millet and sunflower seeds cooked like porridge in a pot of hot water. I believe the most delicious ingredient in the mix is the quinoa, so you can be generous with it when grinding the grains. I also sometimes add cornmeal and/or buckwheat groats. Less successful: Sweatshirt sharing.

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Raeful: November 2010

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Saturday, November 27, 2010. I arrived in Philadelphia this evening and within an hour I was at a potluck, sitting on a couch talking with two doulas.good omen? I'd like to believe so. Friday, November 12, 2010. Breaking the blog block. Something is better than nothing and some things are better than others. It is a wish and a regret. To wonder and wander. To want and not get. I have started reading a book called: Writing Down the Bones. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.

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Raeful: Erotic Spring

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Tuesday, May 21, 2013. Mornings wet with waiting. To bloom to burst in the heat. Wet with wanting to burst. Sap of my spring. Waning sun shows pearly. Falling night reveals my. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. El Despertar/The Awakening por Alejandra Pizar. Picture Window template. Powered by Blogger.

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Raeful: January 2011

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Friday, January 21, 2011. A study in Latin American poetry. FORMA que se da al DISCURSO. Las ideas elementales= en Paradigma. La LENGUA y la MANO. Son los dotes mas preciosos del hombre ( observa Buffon. Entiéndase aquí con respeto á la. No se trata de la importancia de la Palabra. No hay quien no la conozca. La Importancia de su PINTURA. La conocen pocos bien. Muchos….ni piensan en ella. Se puede PINTAR sin HABLAR. Pero no HABLAR sin PINTAR. Los JESTOS son un BOSQUEJO. De lo que la mano. Of what the hand.

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Raeful: August 2013

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Saturday, August 24, 2013. Slow Saturday morning sun-limbs. Over ridges of tousled sheets. And dense mounds of me. Through lumps of greasy hair. And spaces between lazy eyelashes. Amber dew-sap sun drips. From on the wall above the dresser. Into neglected water glasses. Spilling over a half dozen equally neglected books. Each with tiny corners of pages bent in upon themselves. Like little promises saying,. Lovely words, I will return to admire you,. Underline you, rewrite you in a letter to a friend.

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Sunday, October 27, 2013. Two toothbrushes sit in a mason jar. On the bathroom counter. One falls,. Pulled by gravity, head first into the other. Their bristled bodies rest. And I do not understand. How such rigid objects can wrap themselves. Around each other so softly-. I am longing for your nearness and wonder,. As I search my own flourescent reflection. In the bathroom mirror,. How is it that the insides of our pink lips can. Lean into each other like this-. When our jaws are set against. Who don&#82...

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