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Keyword: Poet Laureatte

Forty Years

I lay with this man and no one else for forty years or more. I lay with this man and no one else I love him to his core. I lay with this man and no one else since I became his wife. I lay with this man and …

The Perfect Knot

Last night I uncovered poemshid so well it took me fifteen years to find them,a ribbon tied around a packet of blue linenas if whoever bound those sonnetswanted whoever unwrapped themto appreciate …

She will you know. It begins early morning, as the sun shines down her belly, blinding you with her glaring beauty. She is much more than divine. And that’s the first trick. She beckons with the sweet …

Among My Father’s Stories

Much is blamed on women. How we wear our beauty, for example: boldly, irresponsibly, flash and flaunt, or not at all: mouse dropping drab. It’s 1948, girls are singing, wearing white, a chorus from the …

I Hear Them Calling

Strange voices, but not off key thousands, but all in harmony. I can hear them calling me. All past versions of what lives with me. Each having their own bit of complexity ,to the song that is …

Ode to Joy — after Schiller

o friends let us let go of the rocks let us each take a leaf from the ground let us each take a leaf and let it rest for a breath let us each take a leaf and let it float on the breeze let us each hold a …

“The wind is like a bully”pushing leaves; breaking branches; roughing skin; biting faces. Nothing like the warm smoothe breeze of Saint Lucia caressing…assuaging tension the sound of the ocean travels …

The Armory

Icy, wet afternoonOut of place in MayBroken heartShatteredAmongst standard steel desksScattered photographsOf a happier timeHeart, you have no place here.Faded fatiguesHow proudly you …

The Armory

Icy, wet afternoon Out of place in May Broken heart Shattered Amongst standard steel desks Scattered photographs Of a happier time Heart, you have no place here. Faded fatigues How proudly you …

Ravens

I push everything I know off to the side.For a moment I watch these two predators,fiddling and flapping, bracing on thick branches; letting goin the stiffening foliage of my ash tree.It’s November. …

Morning Glory

Some varieties are named Scarlet O’Hara, Heavenly Blue, Party Dress, Inkspots, and Carnevale di Venezia. A warm October, the tomato plant still hardy and green, thick stalk from five months growth, a …

Around Our Kitchen Table

The other morning, coming downstairs, I sensed a tingling in the air - a freakish early morning lightning streak perhaps. But then I caught the scent of buttered toast and the sounds of kitchen …

How to be a Tomato

Ignore the hardness of the window’s ledge. Gaze through pained glass at farmers roaming rows of raked dirt and corn crops. Consider the comfort in those stalks how leaves both nestle and protect. …

Instructions for Morning

Now, in September, now, before it is too late, take off your shoes and walk out into the garden. Walk out into the garden and if the sun be shining, let it soak through your clothes into your skin, …

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