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Days: 2004-2012: May 2012
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S The New Black. Dear ace bandage,. The wound is hard to place. The wound is not your job. I thought i needed you, but. Things are already tight. you. Are like putty in my hands,. Or is my thinking colored? Flesh tone or dial tone? Silver broach sets in, holds. You at a tension. could it. Clasp the skin together long. Enough for two flaps to re-. Miss match. rematch. Love ace. deuce. game. open. Dear cuddly dharma,. You make it easy to say no,. Just i turn a blind eye to. Temptation after staring hard.
Days: 2004-2012: Javier Marías
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S A Heart So White. Tr Margaret Jull Costa. Perhaps we talked too much back then, back when we talked and told each other secrets. We no longer have that desire, nor need to. We eat with out speaking, talk only when necessary, sleep back to back on separate pillows. We are growing old and growing apart. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Where to find me. Here @ Days: 2004-2012. Muddy Prints, Water Shine. Muddy prints water shine. Simple template. Template images by gaffera.
Days: 2004-2012: Noelle Kocot
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2009] The Poem of Force after Simone Weil. S Essay on The Iliad. How often have I lain beneath a roof of trees and sestinas,. Sestinas and trees, the chasmus of my timid hopes decked. Out in the styles of the day,. Losing myself in novels of corporeal sunshine and a home. Where a samovar is always gurgling on the stove, and men of frivolous. Tie self-strung misery around their necks. And knowledge. Is a shining lamp that lights the hieroglyphs of love and suffering, and. Of a ship leaving its home. Of ab...
Days: 2004-2012: Ann Townsend
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S Dime Store Erotics. Restless, pulled outside by fog. And fitful rain, she carries scissors. And basket to trim the last wild things. She crouches, wind-shaded,. Before parsley, tarragon, thyme:. Herbs weep into her hands,. Spiders scatter across pine needles. Half-dark, wholly cold,. The evening of first frost. Falls down as rain, cool mouth. Against her unprotected neck. Across the lake her lover waits. In a room warm with smoke,. Jukebox's muted melody,. Deep brown bottles ranged. Tended hair. Mi...
Days: 2004-2012: August 2012
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S Dime Store Erotics. Restless, pulled outside by fog. And fitful rain, she carries scissors. And basket to trim the last wild things. She crouches, wind-shaded,. Before parsley, tarragon, thyme:. Herbs weep into her hands,. Spiders scatter across pine needles. Half-dark, wholly cold,. The evening of first frost. Falls down as rain, cool mouth. Against her unprotected neck. Across the lake her lover waits. In a room warm with smoke,. Jukebox's muted melody,. Deep brown bottles ranged. Tended hair. Mi...
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Debbie Lawson Scott: The Elders
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Friday, June 12, 2009. They gave bluebonnet seeds and six-toed cats,. Worshipped oddities, buried their dead erect,. Bequeathed an irreproducible shade of purple,. Withheld its alchemy), cultivated mangoes. And rye, carved millstones, shaped bells. We mine their discarded seeds and stones. From ancient dumps, steal clappered metal. From noble crypts, surmise they had the answers,. Closer, clearer then), find hints to what, where,. When, but only riddles for who and why. These were their gifts to us:.
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Debbie Lawson Scott: June 2009
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Friday, June 12, 2009. They gave bluebonnet seeds and six-toed cats,. Worshipped oddities, buried their dead erect,. Bequeathed an irreproducible shade of purple,. Withheld its alchemy), cultivated mangoes. And rye, carved millstones, shaped bells. We mine their discarded seeds and stones. From ancient dumps, steal clappered metal. From noble crypts, surmise they had the answers,. Closer, clearer then), find hints to what, where,. When, but only riddles for who and why. These were their gifts to us:.
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Debbie Lawson Scott: Chit Chat
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Thursday, June 11, 2009. Today is the first day of the rest of my blog. It's hot and humid in Charleston, SC. Time to head for the mountains and break out the canoe. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. My blog is not interesting yet. Check back tomorrow. Carol Peters and Friends in NY. Learning How to Blog.
Kit Loney
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Thursday, June 18, 2009. The beach suspects I've come this way before. It recognizes my steps, familiar tracks upon its skin. It wears its galaxy dress this evening. Shell flecks glimmering fragments of their names. Labels: Unwinding into Summer. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Charleston, South Carolina. View my complete profile. Welcome to these musings, this blog. The beach suspects Ive come this way before It r. Again, now, lantana season, and yes, the roaches. . Bloggy kind of afternoon.
Thoughts on writing from a Cul-de-Sac: June 2009
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Thoughts on writing from a Cul-de-Sac. What it's like trying to read and write fiction every day. Monday, June 29, 2009. Joanna Hershon and Jewish Cowboys, This You've Got to Hear. I want to give a quick shout out to my friend Joanna Hershon, who just sent me her most recent novel, The German Bride. And asked Joanna who her dream cast would be. No matter the story, I like her choices. Natalie Portman as Eva? Sounds good to me. And The Outside of August. Sean a. scapellato. Sunday, June 28, 2009. By Nick ...
Thoughts on writing from a Cul-de-Sac: Letter to a Writer Friend
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Thoughts on writing from a Cul-de-Sac. What it's like trying to read and write fiction every day. Friday, July 31, 2009. Letter to a Writer Friend. I'm through five chapters. And here are my impressions. They are lengthy, and I can’t help it. I’m a novelist. Share these thoughts with your other readers and see if they agree. In the end, these are suggestions only, and you can tell me to go take flying leap. It would be okay if you did. If he’s owned the land for a long time, I would imagine the gov...
Thoughts on writing from a Cul-de-Sac: June 2008
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Thoughts on writing from a Cul-de-Sac. What it's like trying to read and write fiction every day. Thursday, June 12, 2008. Finishing, Now the Down-side. I finished my book last week. I gave it to a trusted writer friend for honest feedback. I sent it to my agent. I wiped my hands, the brand-new engine freshly built and bolted. I let the hood whack shut in supreme pleasure at the sound, buffed the bumper till it shined. Does Dan Brown have this problem? Sean a. scapellato. Finishing, the Up-side. Hooked: ...
Thoughts on writing from a Cul-de-Sac
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Thoughts on writing from a Cul-de-Sac. What it's like trying to read and write fiction every day. Friday, July 2, 2010. Well, Edisto Beach has had my full attention the last two weeks. Beach reading at full tilt. The choices came a little haphazardly. I'd been lagging on getting to John Hart's latest book The Last Child. The five day road trip he took with Wallace back in 1996 when Infinite Jest. Was lighting up the book world. This took all of a day and a half to digest. And then I was on to the...My go...
Days: 2012: September 2012
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Wednesday, September 26, 2012. Girl in the Swing. Jean-Honore Fragonard, The Swing,. How would I have written that if I lived in the age of Watteau & Fragonard? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Where to find me. Fondo los Ruiles, Pencahue, Chile. Girl in the Swing. Simple template. Template images by gaffera.
poems: Coming Home
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Thursday, August 15, 2013. I mistake my kitten for a demon. Breathing sparks and trailing fire. He grew wilder. While I was gone. When I crouch low. Outside the front screen door, he raises his paws. Mewing like a child lost, now found. Back when I was eighteen, stranded. Without my car, the aged Pontiac I lived in. That summer between high school and college,. I saved my tips to buy. A Ducati —. All I could afford. Freshmen couldn’t have cars. At this women’s school, but no one thought. My mother aiming...
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Dimanche 19 juillet 2015. Après un studieux mois de juillet. Dans la fraîcheur de l'atelier. Je fêterai l'année de la rose. Le 19 et 20 septembre à Cesson Sevigné,. Mais j'en dirais plus à la rentrée. A déguster d'ici là:. Lundi 15 juin 2015. Ce qui se passe dans un jardin. Le Petit Bazar 2015 est déjà fini,. Quelques photos en souvenir. Un peu de pluie,. Très peu de vent,. Beaucoup de beau temps. De l'amour, de l'amitié, des rencontres, des retrouvailles. Bref une belle concentration d'humanité. Toute r...
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Days: 2004-2012
S Toward a New Poetry. I think that poetry is an act of problem solving, which means that if there are no problems solved there is no poetry to be written. . . . The purpose of the poem is to complete an act that can’t be completed in real life. . . . What real poetry was all about was creating a personal mythology rather than simply participating in the mythology of your culture. . . . Links to this post. S The Collected Poems. Who says it’s cool says wrong. For it rises from the city’s. A music so volu...
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Carol Peters is a jazz pianist who enjoys creating her own arrangements of traditional and contemporary worship songs, hymns, gospel songs and Christmas melodies. Each arrangement has its own unique style, showcasing her diversity and creativity. Carol's latest album, A Christmas Tapestry, is coming out just in time for Christmas 2013. For this album, Carol has weaved some of her favourite traditional Christmas tunes to make new jazz melodies. A Christmas Tapestry by Carol Peters. Photos by Anj Peters.
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Days: 2012
Sunday, November 18, 2012. Barn owl, Tyto alba. Throbs like a pulse. Monday, November 5, 2012. First a fuzzy knob. Swelled from the side of a spiked column. Slightly larger week by week. Til suddenly a vertical sprout. One morning — this. Saturday, November 3, 2012. I have been in the middle. For a very long time —. Of being a wife, mother,. Grandmother, sister, aunt, cousin, niece,. Though my niece-ness soon. Enough will come to an end —. Mary in her upper nineties. I’m in the middle of. She would go on.
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Sunday, August 9, 2015. From A. R. Ammons. Coming to a pinywoods. Where a stream darted across the path. Like a squirrel or frightened blacksnake. I sat down on a sunny hillock. And leaned back against a pine. And picked up some dry pineneedle bundles from the ground. And tore each bundle apart a needle at a time. It was not Coulter's pine. And not Monterey either. And I thought God must have had Linnaeus in mind. Orders of trees correspond so well between them. Had meant the human mind to fit. Weather i...
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