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What the Heart Would Keep of Today

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on March 25, 2023| 1 Comment »


for Naomi


Into this time capsule
of our conversation
I add a shovel and two trees,
a candle (of course),
a black and white button,
a closing door,
an inner knocking,
a cat box, tears,
wise words from a monk,
what isn’t here,
a dissolving dream,
long ribbon of laughter,
a letter that survived
four years of weather,
books we’ll never read,
the great hole inside,
sorrow that will be with us
until we die, and …
and whoever finds this capsule
couldn’t possibly guess
how this strange collection
nourished two friends.
It just looks like a shovel
and some other strange things—
but for an hour,
oh friend, we had wings.

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June Song

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on June 16, 2021| 3 Comments »


 
 
I wake into the summer light
with summer skin and summer
eyes and breathe the summer’s
perfumed air and wear the sunshine
in my hair; and all around me
summer sings, cicada clicks and
broadtail wings. And evenings
steep in a honeyed glow
that transforms all the world
to gold. And if there is a winter
dream, I cannot find it in this
time when swallows wheel
and all is green and I’m
a wild and summer thing.

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Despite the Unleafing

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , on October 17, 2019| 4 Comments »

That time of year thou mayst in me behold …. Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.

            William Shakespeare, Sonnet 73

And though the leaves may fall and molder,

though the winter nights get colder,

and though, my love, we both grow older,

may the choir in me that sings for you

be ever clear and ever blue—

the stream beneath your red canoe.

And though it seems that time’s a thief

and leaf subsides to crumbled leaf

and though the days are gnawed by grief,

may I sing for you forever sweet

in tunes both tame and indiscreet—

sing bare, unruined, my heart, my beat.

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Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer Reads May Swenson

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on December 19, 2018| Leave a Comment »

via Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer Reads May Swenson

 

Friends, I’m excited about this chance to gush about one of my favorite writers, May Swenson, on Sundress, one of the best poetry blogs on the net!! There are two recordings of me reading  her work, then you can read add I totally geek out on her masterful use of meter and internal rhyme and metaphor…. I hope you fall as in love with her work as I am.

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The End of Nine Months

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , on March 12, 2013| 2 Comments »

Swell, stutter,
tremble, flutter,
stumble, grasp, contract,

waddle, falter,
rise up, wither
wander, linger, gasp,

squat, break,
spread, quake,
writhe, clench, fall, breathe, groan,

wrestle, shake,
push, unmake,
release, arch, push, hum, moan,

shudder, sweat,
quiver, let,
crown, push, open, tear,

cradle, hum
unfold, undone,
stare, wonder, weep, revere.

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If They Scripted Us, Would It Read Like This?

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on February 25, 2013| 3 Comments »

I say later,
she says now.
I say, do it,
she says how.
I say hurry,
she plays slow.
I say stop,
she says no.
I say wait,
she says why.
I say share,
she says mine.
I say sleep,
she says play.
Another night
Another day.

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