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This body which is mine
Posted:Sep 14, 2021 3:55 pm
Last Updated:Sep 15, 2021 12:00 pm
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In the cave of the ear, the bones, like stars
at the solstice, sit upright and still,
listening in on the air as the muscle and blood
listen in on the skeleton.

—Robert Bringhurst, "The Song of Ptahhotep," Gift of Tongues

This body which is mine
written June 1st, 2021

For too long
my body has listened for
phantom danger coming my way
my body tensed waiting.

Now I am training myself
to listen to the sound
of my solid solitary bones
the soft drumming of my blood
rushing and cresting
in the shores of my body.

I listen as my muscles
stretch and contract
moving lungs and limbs
part of the symphony
coordinated by my brain.

I listen to my body
and learn to hear the beauty
the coordinated song
of muscle and blood
bones and brain
wrapped in my soft skin
the miracle of this body
which is mine.
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floating and fleeing
Posted:Sep 11, 2021 5:45 am
Last Updated:Sep 16, 2021 12:07 pm
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floating and fleeing
written August 13th, 2021

floating and fleeing
I spin through the air
my hair flying out
my head thrown back

spinning and teasing
my throat exposed
the graze of your teeth
catch me if you can

playing and following
far away from the world
until your hands
anchor me here and now

touching and caressing
each other.
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Of me—Being
Posted:Sep 10, 2021 11:21 am
Last Updated:Sep 16, 2021 12:07 pm
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Of me—Being
written August th, 2021

Usually I have
no time or place
floating in the ether
until I whisper
my name
in your ear.

For a brief moment I am
here and now
known
anchored to this
time and place
with you.

In the index of my life
this moment will be listed
as one of the rare
occurrences
of me—
Being.
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My body mine
Posted:Sep 9, 2021 8:55 am
Last Updated:Sep 10, 2021 11:19 am
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My body mine
written August th, 2021

I stand in the shower feeling
my hands on my body
the water on my hands
me in my body mine

my mind flies away
as it is so practiced in doing
1 time, 2 times, 26 times
I gently return

my mind back to my body
my body back to my hands
my hands back to the water
my presence back into my body

27 times and 28 times
until one day
however many times it takes
4 times or 1,238 times

I can stay here
with this body
that is
my body mine.
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Touch me like the sun
Posted:Sep 7, 2021 7:57 am
Last Updated:Sep 11, 2021 1:03 pm
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Only the sun will touch me.
-Amar El-Mohtar, "Zambian Honey", The Honey Month

Touch me like the sun
written August 21st, 2021

I dream of others
touching my skin
with hands gentle and hungry
with tongues wet and insistent
worshiping my breasts
reaching inside of me
until I am spread open
aching and joined with them.

Touch me
like the sun is now.
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The world thrusts itself inside
Posted:Aug 13, 2021 6:41 am
Last Updated:Sep 8, 2021 10:16 am
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I felt pain like an assault,
The old pain again
When the world thrusts itself inside,
when we have take in the outside

—May Sarton, "Night Watch," Collected Poems

The world thrusts itself inside
written June 26th, 2021

The world rages through me
I wrap my arms around
cradling this body amongst the
flowers torn, leaves shredded, plants uprooted

until the fury passes
peace descends on the broken
some breath and start to mend
others their decay feeds the new.

The world thrusts itself
inside each of us
tearing and stretching
throw your head back and rage

with the pain and agony
of growth made possible
by the world tearing open
body, heart, and mind.

I never grow used to this
brutal process,
I dip my fingers into
the holes made in our heart.

The world has its way with us
this relentless thrusting climax
until we spill out over everything
this our mark on the world.
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Falling into
Posted:Aug 10, 2021 7:16 am
Last Updated:Aug 15, 2021 3:59 pm
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Falling into
written July 7th, 2021

always a
never a
without a face
suspended in this twilight
no-where and in no-time
floating in air
my faith is
the tight grasp
keeping you from
falling into the abyss
where are crushed
like fallen fruit—
or am I keeping you
from falling into grace?
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Deception
Posted:Aug 7, 2021 2:34 pm
Last Updated:Aug 18, 2021 8:14 am
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Deception
written July17th, 2021

I write deception
fabricating fictions
layer after layer of
perverse prevarications
surrounding my subject
with inventions and evasions
so that the truth
can be revealed
in the serpentine curves
of these words.
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The unknown in me
Posted:Aug 6, 2021 1:28 pm
Last Updated:Aug 9, 2021 12:58 pm
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The unknown in me
written July 22nd, 2021

I collect words
and try to fit them
to my experiences

trying to capture
this moment right now—
it is all I have.

I—looks at the page
and writes a moment
while others peer over her shoulder

shaking their heads
curling up to sleep from the overwhelm
reaching out to change a word or phrase

we are all here
sometimes all at once
other times one at a time

I always think I know
who writes these words
this word right now

Until I look back
and don't recognize
words just written

I guess we are used to it
the wonder and startlement of
the unknown in me.
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Koan me
Posted:Jul 24, 2021 8:05 am
Last Updated:Sep 7, 2021 4:46 pm
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Who is writing this?

I am.
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River rushing below bluffs
Posted:Jul 19, 2021 6:40 am
Last Updated:Aug 8, 2021 1:11 am
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River rushing below bluffs
written July 7th, 2021

I dream of the bluffs
we visited that day
river rushing below
demarcating freedom

these years of practicing
flying away across fields
in preparation for this night
have made my wings strong

can I reach the bluffs?
float out over the river below?
escape these fields and rows
encompassing my life

I fly towards my future
until wings collapse trembling
on the edge of becoming
or breaking into pieces
I fall to the ground

Not to the bluffs
and river rushing below
not this time
but one night soon
with these wings made strong.
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Poet after poet
Posted:Jul 17, 2021 5:10 am
Last Updated:Aug 11, 2021 6:24 pm
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Poet after poet
written July 10th, 2021

Day by day, and poem by poem
my home and my life
fill with friends and lovers
who took the time to write to me
through the years and distances.

Jane Kenyon sits
on the corner of
my dining room table
a pool of calm
for me to dip into
anytime I need.

1 poets (I counted)
from Copper Canyon Press
are in residence between the covers
of The Gift of Tongues.
They enliven the desk where I write
always falling into respectable order
when I peak in before writing.

Mary Oliver, Pablo Neruda
Olga Broumas, W S Merwin
and other dear friends
sit on my shelves
sometimes amiably discussing
other times heatedly debating
each other's sock choices.

George Bilgere, Ellen Bass
and Gregory Orr
have seduced me
filling me with awe
as they stimulate my mind
my lovers far away
who talk to me in chapbooks.

Poet after poet
I wonder how many
I have not met
because I have not found them yet
or they were not preserved or published.

I bow my head
in a moment of grateful silence
to those known and unknown
who make my world
a more lively place.
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Fatigue
Posted:Jul 16, 2021 12:25 pm
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2021 5:14 pm
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Fatigue
written July th, 2021

Fatigued
I swim
up through the years

overshooting
into a desert dry
future wasteland

so I dive
back down
trying to reach

today.
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