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Dearest, I am | Standing Inside Myself

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Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry Muriel Rukeyser For an impenetrable shield,stand inside yourself Henry David Thoreau. Dearest, I am. A dedicated list maker. A traced outline of kids’ hands or feet. Smallish things to be tucked. Not like euphoria filled with birdseed. Since everything you own tends. Like a permanent position on the sofa. Like how in some countries it is still acceptable. For a lady to smoke in public. To fill her lungs with smoke in public. Balance bounty with windows down.

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Retta Reads To Me | Standing Inside Myself

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Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry Muriel Rukeyser For an impenetrable shield,stand inside yourself Henry David Thoreau. Retta Reads To Me. The Pokey Little Puppy. Doesn’t get any pudding. Thinks the sky is falling. Faces the dangerous and very angry black bull. There are unexplained giant footprints and pies baking on a ledge. I make farm animals with Play-doh. After a while the play-doh animals develop crusty white spots. I am disappointed by this deformity. Hop a Long Cassidy. I refuse to come ...

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Thirty Days | Standing Inside Myself

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Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry Muriel Rukeyser For an impenetrable shield,stand inside yourself Henry David Thoreau. Some ten years ago I wrote a story about a middle aged woman who may or may not been having conversations with God. Who may or may not have been contemplating suicide. Who may or may not have been schizophrenic. Who may or may not have been pathologically bored by her life. Unfortunately, it is not a very good story; nonetheless, it sticks with me. Today I sat in repose attempti...

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Notes from SWP 2012 | Standing Inside Myself

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Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry Muriel Rukeyser For an impenetrable shield,stand inside yourself Henry David Thoreau. Notes from SWP 2012. Faculty Reading: HR Hegnauer. The poet and the poem. Poet as poem, as vessel, as conduit. She is exposure as in full disclosure take no prisoners, but don’t leave anyone behind. I am no longer in Colorado. I am no longer in the auditorium. I am no longer in my body. I am a character in HR’s world. October 9, 2016. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. You are commenti...

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Fuck Antiquity | Standing Inside Myself

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Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry Muriel Rukeyser For an impenetrable shield,stand inside yourself Henry David Thoreau. Thirty days ago I made a commitment to myself. I wasn’t sure what that was supposed to look like. As it turns out it looks much the same as not making a commitment to myself. On the outside. At least for now. Regardless, here are some confessions:. I have been at war with myself. I am ceasing fire. I must do something about this. I must fix this mistake. And I practice not compa...

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Standing Inside Myself | "Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry" Muriel Rukeyser “For an impenetrable shield,stand inside yourself” Henry David Thoreau | Page 2

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Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry Muriel Rukeyser For an impenetrable shield,stand inside yourself Henry David Thoreau. July 30, 2016. Thirty days ago I made a commitment to myself. I wasn’t sure what that was supposed to look like. As it turns out it looks much the same as not making a commitment to myself. On the outside. At least for now. Regardless, here are some confessions:. I have been at war with myself. I am ceasing fire. I must do something about this. I must fix this mistake. And I pra...

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Reflection: Day Twenty | Standing Inside Myself

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Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry Muriel Rukeyser For an impenetrable shield,stand inside yourself Henry David Thoreau. Last year marked the first year that I held down a full time job that can be described as a career as in: Congratulations on your career change! And We are so excited for your new career opportunities! I guess, must include benefits like health insurance. So last year, at forty seven years of age, I became a high school English teacher of students with learning challenges. In an...

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some sounds for your listening pleasure | Standing Inside Myself

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Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry Muriel Rukeyser For an impenetrable shield,stand inside yourself Henry David Thoreau. Some sounds for your listening pleasure. At three am I am shattered awake by the distinctly final SQUAAACK of a hen being crushed against the wire fence. The fucking wall so intense let’s catch each other soon. I’ll text you when I’m free. E is the third note of the C major scale, a sound that resembles floating. There is a web site which lists mnemonic birdsongs to assist memor...

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After the Daddy Daughter Dance | Standing Inside Myself

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Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry Muriel Rukeyser For an impenetrable shield,stand inside yourself Henry David Thoreau. After the Daddy Daughter Dance. I went to sleep. In my ninja clothes. A plurality of eyes. Number of swift arms. Flush with triple tornadoes. A mouth full of crumbling teeth. While a serious allergy to oil. Seeps from mango’s green skin. A snaky cure for what ails me. Do you see those hands? Yes, I have read those lines. In the breadth of her shoulder. The span of her heart,.