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A Poet’s Diary #9: Civility
We only Part to meet again. -John Gay T, The days behind and before us weigh heavier than ever. I can see the swell of the waves and yearn to see them breaking. Our renewed connection could never be anything… Continue reading
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A Poet’s Diary #8: Desire and Creation in Silent Revelations
The deep recesses of my mind are filled with conversations I’m dying to have, but I’m grateful for the silence. It is so much easier. Anything I truly mean to say to you would fall flat on my tongue. I… Continue reading
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A Poet’s Diary #7: A Romantic’s Toy
Happy is the man whom the Muses love: sweet speech flows from his mouth. -Hesiod L,The romantic may play if they like, for I am made of intangible thingslike wish and luck andbreath.The distance between us is the distancebetween rubyand… Continue reading
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A Poet’s Diary #6: Bitten Tongues
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart’s affections, and the truth of imagination. -John Keats T,In the sound I find the secondslasting like words to windI bite my tongue from yelling outShe is the mind and… Continue reading
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A Poet’s Diary #5: Poetic Distance
How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart. -William Butler Yeats T, Floated on fingers I lift the scents of ages to her nose On this great walk, the… Continue reading
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A Poet’s Diary #4 Poem: Reading Books
Reading BooksIf what you’ve consideredthought of and imagined is having me and pressing my smoothspine against any of the walls built around us-welcoming legs and swiftly shifting clothes, your fingers finding every flushfor days.under tremendous covers, illuminatedtasting every fragrant drop… Continue reading
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A Poet’s Diary of Memory and Emotion #3
What is love? It is the morning and the evening star. Sinclair Lewis T, You were all my thoughts today. The separation between us that has existed as a calm stream for years whispering its path and course has begun… Continue reading
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