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Smoke and Mirror: poulter’s measure
The world of late is full of crashing sound and blurry vision, a thunder crash inside a cloud – lost in indecision. Some claim that sunshine lurks around the corner, only waiting for those who dare beyond the haze, past … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, alexandrine, confusion, darkness, fog, fourteener, hate, illusion, poetic forms, poulter's measure, sight
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Memory: a poem of the five senses
Burnt cinnamon and candle wax, the surface of sandpaper and a tack, a bitter hint of lemon peel chased with a water back. The tinkle of a shattered glass, the supple strength of silk, an echo of a footstep and … Continue reading
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Tagged daily poems, hearing, NaPoWriMo, randomness, senses, sight, taste, touch
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Out Back: an observation
The short grass under the spreading live oak is mostly dead – a dappled green stretch of dirt that seems to soak up the shadows cast from the tree limbs just starting to burst with new growth this spring. In … Continue reading
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Tagged backyard, birds, garden, miscellaneous, NaPoWriMo, sight, sound
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Galileo
The stars are fixed; they do not move. Instead, what we call firmament is just a shifting lens that’s bent to suit the seasons. To approve or disapprove such things is vain and futile; our whole history, that we would … Continue reading
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Tagged connection, deities, destiny, fate, Galileo Galilei, relativity, sight, wholeness
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