Category: Charleston
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Father Barzare
Father Barzare blesses 100 gallons of water Father Barzare loads it in a plane Father Barzare crop dusts his little Louisiana parish Father Barzare blesses saint and sinner Father Barzare blesses rich and poor souls Father Barzare blesses the cow, the pig, the chicken, the rat, the insect, snake and worm Father Barzare blesses the…
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Conversation with a dying cypress
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On the day before the longest night before the earth tilts back towards sun you walked high ground of cypress swamp among trunks stripped bare of green of fern, of leaf and vine You stood and asked questions of a dying cypress its root mound raised up on one side as if years ago it…
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Rush Hour on Garner’s Ferry Road
Rush hour traffic driving east to west siren and blue lights race west to east pull over and let them pass Two blocks further another siren and blue lights race west to east pull over and let them pass At the bottom of the hill screaming blue lights perform a Starsky and Hutch fishtail race…
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The quietude of wet
3 am, dishes washed clothes in dryer butter in coffee come sit and watch night from my porch smell the wet of moldy leaves damp soil and warm coffee the frost of autumn comes late in the South and that’s okay light rain drips – sparkles in trees asphalt can’t suppress crushed stone’s glisten only…
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For the Poet, Andrea Gibson
Cultural climate change ice bergs of hate set adrift melt in warmer seas I journey to Charleston holy city filled with churches to listen to a famous poet poet sells out venues markets herself a queer poet because America is tired of hate 10-18-19
My husband's poetry 