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Monthly Archives: March 2009
Celebrations and Bewilderments, An Autobiography: 3
Raised on bad music, Echo chambers, drippy lyrics, Raw grind of the hurdy-gurdy, My adolescence lingered Long past my thirties. Where was the gift for pain That pure musicians harbored, Grand decisions hammered Into chords? Guitars Twanged, singers stammered Out … Continue reading
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My Father's Mother Died of Blood
My father’s mother died of blood, The lack of it; or did she waste Away, a cancered form of food & medicine? The night she died, My father & I stood outside Her planet, silent as he faced Funeral north, … Continue reading
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The Bicycle On Which I Rode To The Moon
Air current caught me, 2 tires full, spokes & handlebars & keen vibrations, My bicycling upwards With hand-brakes polished… Back-pedaling, Front-pedaling, Warp & woof, My escape route woven. The green light’s go. At first, Rain was predicted, Then showers, Tornadoes … Continue reading
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A Song of Songs
Daugher of Jerusalem, Your skirts Have rustled in our temples, Your breasts Have shone as rabbits out of lairs, They tease the hunter from his hunting. Daughter of Jerusalem, The voice of you Belongs to many countries, The mouth of … Continue reading
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Love Deep In Crossword Puzzles
Love-deep in crossword puzzles, Young couples sit apart. Son of Ruth – Obed. Eyebrow – Bree. Changsa is the Capital of Hunan. The sun falls vertical. Everyone in the park is chewing a pencil. Nobody erases. Most write with ink. … Continue reading
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