Tag: the moon
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new moons
everywhere I look someone is trying to convince me of the moon- of her dark of her new of her wax of her wane -trying to convince me she wouldn’t be 7.8% full of herself if her Earth were empty still. Am I too just a head of swaying sunflowers beside a fastly driven road? Full…
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When We Were Ocean
I did not know color even as I could feel your blue, your sudden waves of gray sunk deep beneath their verdant vegetation. I could not have imagined the intricacy of your eyes; how a holding pattern could bleed two watchful pools of self-reflection. When we were ocean I did not know what to call you, nothing…
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(more) september
9.4 today glorious gladiolus bloom and droop bloom and droop 9.5 today two sunflowers one yellow with a ring of pink the other maroon; a ring of autumn 9.6 today the moon, just a sliver 9.7 today webs spider and cob the distance between life & death about these poems September continues and I am…
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