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No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

I’m looking for a water leak, but I don’t have the keys.I’m urging other folks to speak, by email, writing “please.”But I of five am still alone – the others won’t affordthe time to work on their own home – … Continue reading

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Worst First

I save the best for last when I’m alone.That may be evidence my toddler needswere not well met. I’m old. I have no boneto pick with folks no longer here or well,but if I could, I’d take the fattest sconethe … Continue reading

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Pearls

Was it my birth order? I was the first.Or does she have contempt for edgy girls?I know she loved us all, but I was cursedwith sexist expectations, given pearlsI never wanted, mocked for thoughtful aims,told that as I grew I’d … Continue reading

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Civilicide

I recognized rambunctious all along.I’ve tried to write-describe our feisty mood.Americans are childish, headstrong,and oft enact from selfish attitude.I think my old perspective isn’t wrong –but makes a misdemeanor out of rudebehavior so extreme, it’s come to beinsane barbaric civil … Continue reading

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Opus June Fourteenth

The number’s Four Five Six: how many dayselapsed from house arrest to June Fifteenof Twenty-one. We’re entering a phaseunmasked, with smaller distances betweenourselves and stranger/neighbors. What our wayswill be unknown, and whether nice or mean.And will I still find grist … Continue reading

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Filing

One reason I’ve continued with this blogis record-keeping – I have writ so muchI like, my shelves are full and search is slog.I chose from many categories suchas seemed would help me with retrieval’s touch,but liking “love of wisdom,” let … Continue reading

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Wake Up Caw

The din disturbed my sleep at ten to six.It issued from a raucous flock of crows.I like their shiny black, their clever tricks,but noise and splats of shit I don’t receiveso well. There doesn’t seem to be a fix –I … Continue reading

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Recording Relief

A benefit from daily poetry(less valuable than practice, but still nice)is how the pieces serve as diary(to feel and then record’s like living twice).At times when I reread, the words enticemy memory – provocative technique.Well here’s a little record of … Continue reading

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Full Schedule

They gave me Master Class three months ago,and I intended to explore it well,but other tasks intruded even thoughI thought I had the time throughout our spellof house arrest extended. What befellwere other habits: daily ink to page;office work and … Continue reading

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The Copycat

I plagiarized a poem when I was 6,I think – perhaps a little older then.I wrote the first 4 lines and tried to fixmy poem by adding a quartet to them.The words I stole were not as good as mine,but … Continue reading

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