Words

A New Horizon

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For Esther and Johnson Medidi at the dedication of the New Horizons Safehouse in Podu, India, and for the young women of New Horizons....

Waking

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Waking from dreamsOf manic theaterAnd movie-making,I arrived at a revelationOf the high degreeLife in America todayResembles a Fellini movieOverlain a Monty Python sketch,Sadly withoutThe...

Fisherman with a Beer

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fisherman with a beer smoking a cigarette listening to Nirvana scaring all the birds fisherman with a beer smoking a cigarette listening to Nirvana scaring all the birders fisherman with a beer smoking...

Remind me

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Darkness always births the light. There is no insanitywithout surfacing reason. Apathy can give way toconviction and action.Remind me. There is no suppression without eventual...

A Lesson in Deep Time

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I stand atop history and geology, Mineral Mountain, El Dorado. This continent continues its slow tilt towards the sun on the axis of season. Beneath the melting snow the Earth...

Dirty Work

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Eleanor’s childhood was still standing at the corner of Maple and Eighth. It had always been, seemed like it always would be. When she...

The Hawk Upon the Garden

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The robins flutter-bathed cautiously around me. I on the lounge, I laid with my book. The wrens fluster-sung to my proximity. The chicks demand-chirped from their nook inside...

Free Poetry Skool @ Downtown Public Library

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Poets gather like words on a page scribed in their own handwriting as illustrious lines they embody poetic form — such as , a tercet , perhaps — where this...

Death-Bridge Keeper’s OTHER Five Questions (THREE Questions!)

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To WHAT, from what, is time a bridge? Of WHO and WHAT is that bridge a carrier? To WHAT do the people and things the bridge carries across and back throw up a collective — and insurmountable — BarRRier??? Born...

Tierra Nueva

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In this random pick-up-sticks, double helixMelting pot amalgam and gene pool diasporaOf multiracial physiognomy, skin color,And multilingual saga, rhythm, and songOf European, African, Asian,...

Sun Gazing

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Sunlight’s fingered rays reaching through the clouds tired of being cold I turn my eyes toward the deep blue skies yearning to break free from this Santa Fe world there is...

CONCRETE BOREDOM

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My heart beats change to a speed I can’t endure.There is only one cure;return to a rustic life with nature,free from this jungle lunacy...