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Suzanne Valadon Speaks to Renoir’s Wife

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on March 11, 2026| 2 Comments »


 
 
You thought you could erase our affair
the way you erased from his painting my face,
but everyone knew it was me—
my head flung back in laughter,
my gaze on his lips as he painted my bliss.
Perhaps it’s his child who runs
now through my rooms. Perhaps not.
I remember his hands,
his firm touch as he moved
my body just so, just so. Oh so very just so.
I remember knowing it would never be forever.
I didn’t cry when I let him go.
Aline, I am not your worry.
Still, he will never forget me.
I gave myself completely to him for a time.
That kind of joy stains us through.
Makes us new. To erase me,
you would erase him, too.

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Making Space

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on April 27, 2024| 10 Comments »


 
 
My heart is an unfinished poem
I begin scribbling every morning.
By noon, I sign my name.
By night, the whole page is erased.
I used to lament the erasing.
Now I love the blank more
than any scribbles I could make.
To love you is to lose my story.
Sometimes, when I am brave,
the hand doing the erasing
is my own.

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To Face the Dark

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on August 5, 2022| 8 Comments »




To face the dark,
one does not need a light.
Nor does one need a watch,
a feather, a melody, a sword, a pen.
One doesn’t even need a friend.
To face the dark,
one needs only to face the dark.
There is something easier then
about the facing, when we know
we need no preparation.
Nothing is asked of us except
the willingness to face the dark,
the willingness to pause
in that moment when we
cannot see, cannot know,
cannot float on the sea of habit,
cannot fly on the feathers of routine.
But already, I’ve taken this too far.
It’s so simple, the invitation,
that it’s easy to miss what is asked.
Not a journey. Not even a step.
Just the chance to face the dark,
to meet yourself in that facing—
and to notice what being erased
and what’s doing the erasing.  

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Nature

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on August 2, 2015| 4 Comments »

(an erasure poem written by deleting most of the words in the article, “The Magnetic Nature of Disk Accretion onto Black Holes,” written by Jon Miller, John Raymond, Andy Fabian, Danny Steeghs, Jeroen Homan, Chris Reynolds, Michiel van der Klis and Rudy Wijnands in Nature, Volume 44, 22 June 2006. The words in this poem were taken from their article in this exact order. No words not found in the article were were added.)

 

Here we report that it is common to decompose,

strength taken from our figures.

This is the nature of wind.

We are scattering and scattering,

a luminous dilution.

Where is our value?

In our loss—

luminous instability.

O the wind to infinity,

the wind remarkably driven,

the wind that is difficult.

The wind to infinity,

clear wind, rare and crucial,

the wind, driving wind,

ubiquitous, illuminated,

accelerating wind.

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