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Here are two poems about Christmas Trees. I’ve always been torn about having cut trees. I’ve reconciled my guilt by thanking the tree for giving me the soulful pleasure of its wonderful smell and living presence in my life. I keep my trees as long as possible,usually until my birthday in mid January. [...] Touch my soul and it is yours. (It is never mine. Fire eating snakes nip at my nipples,unzip my fly,bitemy mosquito) Take my hand. (Filling their mouths,drinking mother’s milk,they queue up at my statue.) (It is not theirs.) Look into my eyes. (Then Quantum leaps over a hedge,falling flat on [...] Emotions bulk under the surface. Parched thoughts search through drawers,looking for lost socks,ones missing a matching twin. Burly ogres guard the door,eying me with cyclops grins,thousands of books piled high around them,dog eared ravenously. Next to me I find a strip of old photographs,proof sheets,black and white [...] Sometimes before sleep late at night,I lie in bed listening to my cats purr as they lick themselves clean before curling up in a furball as close as possible to me. I hear the distant roar of the highway,thousands of cars swishing in a hurry to get somewhere,perhaps the moon. Maybe [...] |  | |||||
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