Closing in is the problem.
The gulf is nauseating, the grand canyon is
filled with choppy hands reaching through the surface.
Slipping home across black ice,
one becomes an object of ridicule,
the butt of the joke, presuming so much
about tattletale fortune, bumping into lightposts
while searching for the way home.
Little barbed telescopes take notice
but hardly translate those tiny photographic crumbs
into the [...]
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I’m off to visit Platinum Glamor (my mother) out east. See you in the New Year! Garnet I love the word inspire, whish literally means to breathe in. May you breathe in beauty, love, peace and joy. May the light in your heart burn clear and long. Thank you for the rich tapestry of your comments this first nine [...] Enjoy! And best wishes for a joyous holiday to you all! The rhythms of the seasons hypnotize us To and fro, [...] Anybody read German? When Ralf and I lived together, he transtlated this poem of mine so we could print out cards for both our American and German friends. The photo is one i took of roses he gave me, which I thought looked stunning against the snow. This poem was inspired by Rainer Maria Rilke’s Sonnets to [...] This poem was written by my grandfather on my father’s side, the Welsh side. He was a coal miner in Wales until the age of 21, when he asked his beloved to marry him, then shipped off to the land of opportunity. The year was 1921. He forged an impressive career in the US, working his way [...] |
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