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March | 2012 | Word Poems
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Turning words into poems. Monthly Archives: March 2012. Gay pride rally, 1993. March 5, 2012. Http:/ www.youtube.com/watch? Gay pride rally, 1993 for Jon We all knew he was dying or no one knew or only I knew it was imminent and we were all smiling. Maybe my smile was venial, maybe it eased … Continue reading →. Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 6 other followers. Poetry on the Web. IthacaLit: Lit with Art. Blog at WordPress.com.
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July | 2012 | Word Poems
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Turning words into poems. Monthly Archives: July 2012. On the way to work. July 16, 2012. The usual. Cows’ mouths suckle grass, while a horse necks hay. From a distance, they are so still, like a portrait of themselves. Then, in the foggy dawn, a fallen stop sign crumpled on the road is a pool of … Continue reading →. A man’s pain. July 8, 2012. Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 6 other followers. Poetry on the Web.
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April | 2012 | Word Poems
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Turning words into poems. Monthly Archives: April 2012. April 29, 2012. Shower Jojoba, citrus and lavender waft me awake to receive another day. These extravagant liters and ohms should elicit guilt but don’t. I don’t judge your excesses. The fact that I haven’t had a sexual encounter in years doesn’t mean … Continue reading →. April 29, 2012. April 29, 2012. April 24, 2012. April 24, 2012. Scat Mom said scat to the cat hunched at the screen door, seeking scraps or warmth. Maybe she said scram. T...Going...
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Pirouette | Word Poems
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Turning words into poems. Where I’m at (a prose poem). Traveling light →. October 16, 2012. It’s how nothing happened. How my talentless body. Macerated my rapturous mind in the pickle of wanting. It’s my try at the talent show and I find it broken. In its cardboard envelope. I did the ballet routine. Sans Vivaldi, girl-body ignoring the pan-. Orama of others’ gazes. The voice that mocked: what is she doing? Feeling shame for my untalented chubby body. No one has a spur for you. You earn the spurn. No mo...
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I vow to write a poem at the ocean’s edge | Word Poems
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Turning words into poems. The missing comma →. I vow to write a poem at the ocean’s edge. December 8, 2012. Kant touts good will, but Einstein swears by relativity. I’d bet a week’s wages on Einstein. There is no certainty. I feel fruitless as if I’d swallowed an entire grapefruit. I am mouthing unknowns, because there are so many of them. Here, where I walk west into the Pacific, having left everything. Nowhere, where it rains, where I fill my pockets with stones, not shells. The missing comma →. Ithaca...
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January | 2012 | Word Poems
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Turning words into poems. Monthly Archives: January 2012. I’ve no one to blame. January 18, 2012. My Fault I drove through a snow storm, flouting safe passage. You turned me away when I rapped at the gate. I did it for love. No, I did it for cash, what coins can procure. In torrents of rain … Continue reading →. The boys who are brothers. January 9, 2012. Flight to San Francisco. January 8, 2012. Those who hope to die in … Continue reading →. Join 6 other followers. Poetry on the Web.
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December | 2011 | Word Poems
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Turning words into poems. Monthly Archives: December 2011. December 26, 2011. Waking to a Piercing Dawn Shooting pain shooting, an evening primrose, mid-scapular Heat-on-tongue wasabi Penetration, deep and satisfying, tender and sore Nipple, clit, eyebrow, tongue, prepuce A loud wailing song, keening over the dead The force and momentum of a … Continue reading →. Reading Einstein in Tacoma. December 25, 2011. Teaching biology at Planned Parenthood. December 25, 2011. Yeah You have a boyfriend?
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May | 2012 | Word Poems
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Turning words into poems. Monthly Archives: May 2012. May 20, 2012. What will come for Misha From my perch at the nurses’ stationI see them on rounds the bright ones as they trot like puppiesbehind the attendingsprint stairsrehearse cranial nervesbelieve they are special some are, some not They’ve yet to sum tollsthe yearsthe … Continue reading →. Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 6 other followers. Poetry on the Web.
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the missing comma | Word Poems
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Turning words into poems. I vow to write a poem at the ocean’s edge. After reading →. December 12, 2012. She wanted a long, lean body,. Closed her eyes as she grabbed chubby hips. Licked saggy tits,. Tried to re-enter, womb over fist. We make so much of this small discharge. A flower-pot of love-sick soup. Is ready on the back burner. Eat, my child. Eat my child. Eat. We don’t really need another’s imprint. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. I vow to write a poem at the ocean’s edge. Still, love this.
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January | 2013 | Word Poems
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Turning words into poems. Monthly Archives: January 2013. January 8, 2013. After reading Meridian by Kathleen Jesme Paper is easier to find (back of a sales slip, the blank end sheet in the book itself ) than a pen. The absence of a pen, the lost thought. … Continue reading →. Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 6 other followers. Poetry on the Web. IthacaLit: Lit with Art. Lily: A Monthly online literary review.
