Monthly Archives: January 2008

digging

perfect poem goes down the steps naked into the front yard onto the sidewalk neighbours wonder each with an opinion distressed by public nudity especially if an arm is out of place or a leg is missing it’s my poem … Continue reading

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open chakras

[Our grandson, two-year-old Eero, observing a whirling ceiling fan with a light globe, above him in the Picton Harbour Inn Restaurent: “Flying light”—that’s my found poem for this weekend.] We had seen it so many places so many times ceiling … Continue reading

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scissors

I sit on a chair a sheet draped around my neck and pinned snugly her scissors whisper secrets and her fingers kiss my scalp and butterfly by me like sunny breezes on the summer porch she leans near I smell … Continue reading

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