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The Best Memory
The best Fall I remember happened outside of Paris due north near Chambord in November maybe October when the Beaujolais Nouveau was released along with me…I walked out the door of the inn we stayed in while you drank with our host. I wandered following troughs of wet leaves marking the crusades and the dark…
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Listening I would highly recommend learning the art of invisibility at a young age. It’s useful to sit still breathing but not moving your ribs. Taking notes.. It’s in the details one learns the ropes and listening to neighbors in hotel rooms is lesson number four. To cries, whispers, the click of locks, learning what…
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Reading Vol de Nuit
vimeo.com/436968130 Reading “Vol de Nuit”
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Memorial Day
In honor of Memorial Day I choose the Good Humor: a treat on a wooden stick, vanilla ice cream covered in thin dark chocolate, covered in white shiny paper that was hermetically sealed over it. Teeth were the utensil most often used to open it up! The good humor arrived in the truck driven by…
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The last human left on…
Survival instructions when you are the last human left First thing:crumble twigs on bare floor before waking and walking.Freeze some flowers the night before thenturn a rose inside out and label the petalsin order to remember what they said.Historian.If you find a coyote in your house askwhat she needs from outside and tell thehairless goat…
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Musical Chairs
Musical chairs I feel like we’re playing musical chairs in the world.I am not good at that game. Where can we go? What can we do? Where is it safe? When I was a kid people used to scream at me because I would never leave my chair. If I did it was to slither…
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Happy Birthday Edna St Vincent…
When you, that at this moment are to meby Edna St. Vincent Millay When you, that at this moment are to meDearer than words on paper, shall depart,And be no more the warder of my heart,Whereof again myself shall hold the key;And be no more—what now you seem to be—The sun, from which all excellences…
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Poetry helps lonely kids
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In the Desert You Can’t…
In the December desert near the crepuscular hour many people experience subtle, ocular change. Sometimes these changes are permanent. Saguaros (Te quiero) can begin to move and appear to challenge with their arms the delicate prickly pear while the Feather cactus plays, “catch a falling Star“. It is, however, the Christmas cactus that interests me: blooming blood red pink like a baby‘s lips exactly at the time they say we had a virgin birth.…
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