Actually, I was awake at 12:30 a.m. on New Year’s Day, but poetic license…
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Distractions on a Sunday morning (A poem)
Sunday morning…
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Never mind—they’re gone (A poem)
Note to self: put it on paper before you forget…
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Twenty-five years ago doesn’t seem that long (a poem)
Last night, I was watching The Big Chill and Rockula…
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Conflicted (a poem)
Some memories come back at the strangest times…
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A rainy Tokyo afternoon (a poem)
Today’s prompt in The Daily Poet: Day-By-Day Prompts For Your Writing Practice, by Kelli Russell Agodon & Martha Silano, is to write a pantoum—a poem in which the second and fourth lines of one stanza are used as the first and third lines of the following stanza.
Tawaret, Lost (a poem)
Sometimes, I end up combining things…
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Overcoming Nostalgia (for lack of a better title)
I’m in the middle of a phase. Not quite spring cleaning, not quite a purge, but something in between. One of those periods in which I feel compelled to rid myself of the untouched, the unused, the excess. Continue reading
Anti-climax (a poem)
Thirty-five years ago today, Mt St Helens erupted. The build-up to the eruption was intense; for weeks, the local news monitored the volcano’s status, and talked about what might happen when it finally blew. Of course, it didn’t live up to the hype—at least, not in Seattle…
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The ongoing back-and-forth of what to do with my life (a poem)
The week of reflection continues…
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