Category Archives: Poems

AIR

I am filled with spirit / Divinity / inflates my lung with / strong breath / like from a billows Continue reading

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THE FABRIC

I’d like to write on the fabric in indelible ink: vast fabric, well-considered writing Fabric of concern and fabric of solution Fabric of holding together and fabric of good changes My fabric is a quilt, a large quilt permeating this … Continue reading

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BUTTRESSES SUPPORTING BUTTRESSES

BUTTRESSES SUPPORTING BUTTRESSES Buttresses supporting buttresses laws of lowest common denominator relations of making the relations that which is best, which is the trust you had as a kid, all that you believed back then if you were in good … Continue reading

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FIRST TIME BEEKEEPER

First time beekeeper / diving into the deep end of / ancient tradition, cachunking myself–/ a shiny modern cog–direct into the machinery / of the gooey web of life Continue reading

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I’M THINKING OF RIDING A SMILE

I’M THINKING OF RIDING A SMILE I’m thinking of riding a smile– when I dismount, going to neutral. But riding a smile and when I dismount realizing I’m dismounting and when I mount, enjoying it or not even realizing it … Continue reading

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RIGHT TO RESPECT

Thoughts are behind the eyes of all and / feelings in the heart Continue reading

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A PRACTICE

A way out of agitation: / see steps as being swaddled / in this moment, and then… / the subsequent Continue reading

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NUTRITION

Healing / from our nucleii / the buds of germs / that heft us Continue reading

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Sometimes, sometimes

I wonder at what point other than midnight Saturday night turns into Sunday morning. Continue reading

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Mother Goddess in a Halo of Grandma’s Yoni

We are sorting through the assortedness of this to find ourselves through better ways to work through the extent of this. Continue reading

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