Stories tagged poem

Endangered Species

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You want gratitude instead of the dribble of urine it slops on your favorite khaki twill, but it refuses to catch your eye.

Puppet X, 16

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When we lie down under the wind the trees swaying looking out over the fields soft cobweb of a brain exposed to hail exposed to snow trying to back away from it unable knowing the earth (the face it will take) our

Nine

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When all is said and donewhy am I here in the kitchenamidst dirty dishesstruggling to find my true selfwhile you go off to meditateto find your higher self?

The Parrotbill's Son

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Long after the flowers have wilted And all grass has faded to brown A cuckoo sings triumphantly from its high perch Deep in the forest, another sings back The parrotbill and her lover have disappeared Their future and hope Lost to an alien parasitic

The Book of Mountains

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We’ll lie there as glad-handed dawn / Strokes our bodies till they clench. / Then later, on a northern slope, / Aroused amid blueberry glades, / We’ll enthuse like renegade priests....

Ten

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I used to wonderif watching me imprisonedby the Patriarchy(A word I had not learnt)made my beautiful girlwant only to be with women:that is what theVery Smart Psychiatrist said.Or later, chameleon likemy other beautiful girlbecame a miniature youin defiance of all lawsof…

The Road to Nowhere

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Why is it when I was lost I felt no misdirection at all only panic filling my lungs with every breath.And having found finding myself, alone, surrounded by unknown uncharted terrain I am filled with wonder and joyful refrain.

Had I Love You

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a rule maker, a ball breaker, inadequate as a wife and mother....

Words

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have you not woken from a dream with another's words...

Brass

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I have spent my lifebeing loud, strident, trite.Trumpeting like a swan?More like honking goose-like.Of all the ears that could not hearthe deafest one was mine.

Shower

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He likes to watch me, unseen,in the shower.my head heavy with griefleaning against the cold tiles;my bulging bellyoverhanging with untold secrets;my Botticelli flankaching from a neglected spine;the clear waterrunning down my legsdiffused with the urineof failed…

Tithonus

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Emptiness surrounds meto vie with the emptiness within me.This hollowed gape was oncemy hallowed cape, valley, and mountain.All nature was me and I nature.Trees, grass, sky, rain did in me dwell.Now all in nature, as I am,is sleet and ice, and falls and swellswith every…

Foundation

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The walls were built with careless hope that all would be withstandable....

Van Gogh: Sidewalk Cafe at Night

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The heart of those stars is a dab of yellow light. The darkness of the blue night appears so deep because the downward strokes of the actual sky are interspersed with a violet that’s almost black,

Everybody Needs a Soul

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They are running the bulls in Pamplona this afternoon and they have no idea how to do this and they are way too old for this and they want to relive their youth and run the bulls in Pamplona They want to drink like Ernest Hemingway and run