Category: War & Politics
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Translucent rags
After everyone had gone home only the pulsating glow of embers remained. I watched a possum walk through the yard. A woman appears in the chair next to me, wild hair, dressed in translucent rags that moved in a wind I could not feel. She says the moon is beautiful, I reply I cannot see…
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a question for the next Presidential debate
If your maskless arrogance Slays your child Or slays the child of another Is that murder in the first degree Or negligent homicide America debates the question 10-3-20
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poem before dying
Lorca wrote of roosters, of eating cemetery grass, of weeping little boys, of snow, of guitars, of murder, of women dropping off to sleep, of a resurrection that will never come, and he makes me weep. I write of barking dogs and feral cats, of trash on asphalt courts, of weeping little boys, of warm…
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Writing a Poem in Time of Election Debate
cellulose fillet mycelium feast beauty lies down with a corpse hot tea in blue cup waits for rain upon stump (posting tomorrow’s poem an hour early) 9-29-20
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Questions for a podophiliac
Tell me, what’s so cool about glass slippers you only wear at royal balls? Calves are sexier in high heels and the butt angle is more inviting. When I think of slippers I think of fuzzy comfort to keep your feet warm not something that may shatter, if a Prince Charming steps on your foot.…
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an anniversary meditation
dust motes shimmer through trees on sunbeams I sip coffee and read Hibakusha stories trees shake from an earthquake in the mountains I haven’t heard damage reports, but it will be mild _____ on the anniversary of Nagasaki I reflect 70,000 vaporized in a rush for peace children, mothers, fathers a Shinto shrine and Catholic…
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