Monthly Archives: December 2019

Socialization

I have a sophisticated name for my dreadful Unease with people After all these years of parties Hiding in a corner with a book Or sneaking out the back door After years of being shy and strange I learned I … Continue reading

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Revenge

You would suppose that the desire for revenge gets stale At least I would have thought That the passage of time washes out anger, fades the acid Of my memory, that I could be nonchalant, shrug and Let bygones, you … Continue reading

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Potato Farmer

I want to be the opposite of breathless Even if I can hardly catch my breath I want to have my feet grounded solid, no nonsense Like a potato farmer My hands busy Even if my concentration wanders and I … Continue reading

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Birds

For many years I have looked at my body In a full length mirror Naked as a jay bird, the fat witchy kind, a Roly-poly jolly plump pigeon with a gnarled beak Like other black birds on this cold long … Continue reading

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Objets d’Art

Why do I want more rugs when I’ve run out of floor And more paintings when I’ve run out of wall And more lamps when I’ve run out of table? Today I bought three plates knowing I already have so … Continue reading

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Life Coach

I am eager to give good advice, even Champing at the bit because I know just what you should do I was born to be your coach Your spiritual director I want to fill in your dance card And dictate … Continue reading

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Death

Writing about death is like homeopathy You do it in the hope That taking death in small doses Will somehow reduce its impact, maybe Even help you accept death A little death essay here A death haiku there Trot out … Continue reading

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