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Hi Friends, Sabbatical – January 19

Hi friends, I’ve been on a bit of a posting-sabbatical. Still writing, but working more on editing and putting material together for some possible chapbooks, as well as working on some longer pieces. I still read and appreciate many of … Continue reading

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voiding – August 28

8.28.2017 the dog licks himself, I tap words onto a screen both of us voiding the overages of our day. —————–

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taking a moment – February 16

2.16.2017 taking a moment to write stop pause and open to the day.   to let flow out what entered in   the cat walking by to sniff and sneeze the dog raising at his name   footfalls careful along … Continue reading

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days in between – February 11

You’ll find that some days I don’t post, not because I’m not writing… I do something in fact virtually every day. But some are for other publication or presentation work, and some are poems I want to step back from and … Continue reading

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Busy editing – September 25

Hi friends, Wearing one of my other hats, I’m in the middle of editing  someone else’s book for my publisher right now… hence a small hitch in my poetry postings for a bit. Len

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eyeblink – August 25

8.25.2016 the surgical light gazes down while the man out of sight adjusts the tube in your arm   voices sound like they’re in the next room or maybe a dream moment   except it’s your love leaning over saying … Continue reading

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leaden arms – May 26

5.18.2016 leaden arms and legs, signals in the night that the body has not yet discovered immortality. ——————–

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steps – May 15

5.15.2016 home. feet up, good book. my love hoes the garden we sit and read, touch things, bury our minds and faces for moments now that the last of the nest has stepped out. —————————

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words start to escape – May 9

5.4.2016 words start to escape you.   these yellow flowers that just cropped up on the lawn.   I knew them only yesterday what’s the word, I ask. dandelions, she says.   oh, right… something with animals. okay. ——————–

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silent trumpets – May 5

5.5.2016 the great devils of the day sound siren songs, clamor of greatness if only one will ignore what all is obvious, but instead take and eat for surely you will come to know good and evil and greatness if … Continue reading

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