Passing from the light, I glimpse
my daughter in the midnight kitchen
glow, dipping ice-cream
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Poetry
Contemporary
1 min
Passing from the light, I glimpse
my daughter in the midnight kitchen
glow, dipping ice-cream
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Between these yellow lines,
The promise of safety
Retreats before the distraction, impatience, the
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The poltergeists come,
one by one,
and they do not know
one another's faces,
only the
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I'll never forget us
entraining this freight at dusklight
to escape cabbage farms, rusted
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And still I'm traipsing through the fields
of wildflowers and grass and foxtails. Beyond
these
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The tiger in the Asian wood
gives no thought to "did" or "should,"
but, ever tense and present
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He lost his second wife in Buffalo.
She hid behind his books and slipped away
on their due date
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Noun. Consistency in one's personhood regardless of externalities.
I
I cannot escape the
veil
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Sure, a few of the vowels are missing, but I'm no dummy, though rushing toward the next ... [+]
Holy is the thing on its slow dance across the night, all chalk-faced and beaming, filling the ... [+]