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Tag Archives: poets
Montague Bookmill – October 30
10.30.2016 waters slide down sloped moss-grown falls where the mill grew until the market turned and the village folded into itself. books are the churnings now that feed hungry souls who come by for a view and a half … Continue reading
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Tagged beauty, blindness, Books, nature, New England, paradox, poets, reclamation, scholars, unseeing
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they asked – October 2
10.2.2016 they asked for a poem so I told one which they weren’t expecting. ————-
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Tagged awkwardness, expectations, poetry, poets, query, response, unease
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paisley park – April 26
4.26.2016 the white factory buildings surprise. we were expecting funky funny for the music star. instead there is burnished modern gleam of white for turning out turnings as if coils of steel looping from the cutting machines of tool … Continue reading
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Tagged architecture, craft, craftsmanship, creation, creativity, poets, structure, surprise, toolmakers, writers, writing
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niblets are out – April 25
4.18.2016 niblets are out, trees surround the pond, sprigs of dusting green vitality, life, squeakings and croakings, blats quacks, honks and hisses this my lady love this my mate all of our breathing come to this. creation, … Continue reading
yard work – April 24
4.23.2016 dirt pours through my fingers, rock set free, ground and worn down fine to let out the life hidden within. ———————
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Tagged burnishing, dirt, gardening, life, nature, poets, rocks, wear and tear, writers, writing
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observation: a poet’s lament – December 19
12.19.2014 what did I observe today that moved me what did I scan today and missed what did God send me that I noticed what did I pass on and dis missed. ————