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Poetry Friday

ASPEN MEADOWS Look. Listen. They are lighting The moon. Be still. I don’t want To hear again that wistful Kyriale of husbands and lovers Stop questioning me About my women. You are Not a schoolgirl nor I a Lecturing paleobotanist. It’s enough that the green glow Runs through the down on your arms Like a […]

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Poetry Friday

AFTER READING LAO TZU The one who speaks does not know. The one who knows does not speak, wrote the old master, which perhaps describes the situation. Meaning we were all sad. Meaning that when you were seized by desire, it was nothing more than flesh, bared above the collarbone she poured the long night […]

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Poetry Friday

this kind of fire sometimes I think the gods deliberately keep pushing me into the fire just to hear me yelp a few good lines. they just aren’t going to let me retire silk scarf about neck giving lectures at Yale. the gods need me to entertain them. they must be terribly bored with all […]

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Poetry Friday

SNOW Low clouds hang on the mountain. The forest is filled with fog. A short distance away the Giant trees recede and grow Dim. Two hundred paces and They are invisible. All Day the fog curdles and drifts. The cries of the birds are loud. They sound frightened and cold. Hour By hour it grows […]

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Poetry Friday

I AM NOT YOURS I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and I find you still A spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be Lost […]

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FOUR MOUNTAIN POSTURES Walking in the mountains unconsciously trudging along grab a vine climb another ridge Standing in the mountains how many dawns become dusk plant a pine a tree of growing shade Sitting in the mountains zig-zag yellow leaves fall nobody comes close the door and make a big fire Lying in the mountains […]