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Phone Shop

September 5, 2014

Phone Shop   She clicks a tiny screen A shellac woodpecker on iridized glass Her eyes indifferent, the moves determined How can we bother her? She has no choice We have since we know what we want Café latte in a wide bow, not tipped, clipped A step dance over distant webs, marginalized I want … More Phone Shop

The Eight

September 2, 2014

  The Eight   A foretaste of Bitter sage Lancelot plantain Sweet root & hollyhock Thyme preserved A covenant unspoken Unseen primrose, summer forgone Stinging nettle, seed of fennel, anise Plucked unplanted Felt sensation, encapsulated Bequest of forefathers Never besmirched, dubbed forgiven A miss a hit a fold a step a stumble Never conspicuous, bare … More The Eight

Crimson

July 29, 2014

Bloodstream Syringe airline Dubbed crimson A lifeline bare and seen Cannula unscreened Open pins needles bluish A heart matter Half-hearted Watered and rushed Flushed out of bodies Living beings on the roll Lined up for a gush A spatter sprayed limb Suddenly a voice Offer of a fresh dressing A cup of tea The blood of life … More Crimson

The Trinity is complete

July 9, 2014

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Summer Sun

June 17, 2014

Luck of the Irish Here is the sun Over an Irish sky Traces of planes Chimes of clouds Cushioned over roofs Hilltops, tree ridges Surprise! Surprise! Immaculate blue From pure above A gift of June Before midsummer Sunglasses out We accept the gift For once, godsent Not questioning Our luck Nor the forecast 17th June … More Summer Sun

Marigold Columbine

May 26, 2014

Summer Day You walk in a shirt Yet with a waterproof Jacket or umbrella You talk about Every beam of sun To keep up your spirit Unnavigable the rain Will fall softly or lashing On your roof and head You hear the grass growing Smell the hay and the clay Of watered bedding plants The … More Marigold Columbine

Flutters

May 6, 2014

Seeds By Andrea Connolly In the yard I sit on my ashlar, a bowl of seed in reach. I scatter a few in my cupped hands looking up. The chatter in the dovecot is music in my ears. I listen to different voices: “rou-que–dee–gu”. The flapping and spreading of wings against the morning sun graces … More Flutters