Monthly Archives: May 2020

The Omnipresence of Cats

Just when I think I am writing a poem about death A cat appears in the second paragraph When I am drawing a portrait of my husband He sprouts whiskers and pointy ears. At the opera listening to Un bel … Continue reading

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Fucking Secrets

It’s infuriating When someone has a secret And is smug and hushed Winking and hinting about its power To disorient The more it’s a secret The more I want to know Tease it out Ask twenty questions Bribe the secret … Continue reading

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Married World

I am married to a man So disconnected that when I ask him if he likes BeyoncĂ© He says who? Never mind I respond Not important. He tells me about router bits and The presidency of John Adams He shoots … Continue reading

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In the Garden

That afternoon was Sunny and a little bit warm. I was dawdling and doddering looking at green things Pulling up weeds Teasing the soil Like I said, just passing the time When I saw something move between the stones A … Continue reading

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Restaurant Orders

Bring me Just desserts please. I will Skip the main course And concentrate on ice cream With high butter satisfaction Mixed with sweet gleanings all Piled high atop Crusty savory sauces drunk With whipped custard and Scented vanilla pastilles. Bring … Continue reading

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Home on the Orange

On the rocky hillside next to my house are Orange wildflowers. In my official Guide A volume over 300 pages long Sectioned by color Only four pages are devoted to orange blossoms. Mine are identified as Siberian Wallflowers Which are … Continue reading

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Sad Story

Okay, this is a story It just trails off at the end Without any great denouement No glorious coda Just a slump backwards and a sigh A woman alone with her dimming fantasies. It all started One hundred plus years … Continue reading

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Slow Motion

You know those double-time fast movies A flower blooming A tree sprouting instant leaves like a green porcupine. Me, I’m the opposite. I move at a molasses pace like My movie is stuck on slow motion Minutes pass as I … Continue reading

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Doves

I see four mourning doves every day Serene and mild-mannered As they pigeonwalk here and there. Gray plump And tiny head bobbing. They graze under the feeder outside the kitchen window Oblivious to the sparrows and cardinals that swoop overhead … Continue reading

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Col Me

I’m not sure anyone should write poetry about writing poetry It seems very self-indulgent But I just realized That my poetry is the same as my prose Except For line breaks. To write a poem All I have to do … Continue reading

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