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One Impasse

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on September 12, 2018| Leave a Comment »

 

 

 

 

pulling on my mask

as my nom de plume

unbuttons her blouse again

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One Parenting

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on September 9, 2018| Leave a Comment »

 

 

in the same hand

I hold the rope to bind you,

the scissors to cut you free

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How Can Poetry Relate to Reality?

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on January 21, 2017| 4 Comments »

Yesterday, I spoke with KSJD radio in a 10-minute interview about how poems–both writing and reading them–might help us navigate uncertain times. You can listen to the interview here.

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One in the Roar of the Box Canyon

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on July 22, 2016| 1 Comment »

 

 

 

beside the waterfall—

this wish to applaud married to

this wish to be very quiet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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One

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on February 10, 2016| 1 Comment »

One Prediction

 

 

not one cloud

and still the heart’s forecast

is for rain

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One Confession

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on June 28, 2015| 2 Comments »

hold me, I say

then put on a dress

of thorns—

blood on your cheek, your hands,

I kiss you there

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The Way It Is

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on May 30, 2015| 2 Comments »

A woman sits in the park
in the grass, and she is happy.
It is not that she does not know
that all over the world, even
in her own twisting heart,
terrible things are happening.
It is not that she is trying
to pretend she does not know.
It is more, perhaps, that the happiness
rises up and she does not try
to pretend it isn’t there. Yes,
there it is, beside the growling burrs
of sadness, letting loose
all its tiny white parasol seeds
just as a dandelion does.
Some of them fly beyond her sight.
Some land in her sweater
and will not be pulled out,
no matter how hard she tries.

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When I Get Very Quiet, I Can See How It Goes

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on May 14, 2015| 2 Comments »

Here, I say, I am here for you,
and then I run the other way.
My legs are two trees. They never
leave. Everywhere I go, I am rooted.
My legs are two rivers. They escape
in every moment. I am always
where I’ve never been. There is only
yes, and still I say no. The truth is
I do not want to be known. The truth
is you know me already.
I open my mouth to speak and your
voice pours out. It is my voice
that lives on your lips.
What is all this interest in yours
and mine? Sometimes I believe
these invisible lines. And sometimes,
sometimes I am here, I say.
And then I run the other way.

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Sometimes I Can Say

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on February 25, 2015| 2 Comments »

You are my blizzard, my tempest, my hail,
you my cloudless sky.
I learn to say yes to your everywhere
and yes to your nowhere.
Yes to your hawk, your sparrow.
Yes to your desert, your orchards of plums
ripe and fat with sweetness.
Yes to your knives and yes to your blossoms.
Yes to your silence, yes to your growl.
Yes to the part of me that says no.
Yes to the fear of yes.
Yes to your flash flood, yes to your drought.
Yes to the angry red ache and yes to infinite tenderness.
Yes to the walls and the walls falling down.
Yes to the prison, the skeleton key.
Yes to you, yes, I say yes, yes again,
yes to your killing frost,
yes to your warm morning after.

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Ice on the Water And

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on January 15, 2015| 2 Comments »

ten below
and yet it unfurls so greenly
this new leaf of love

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