Tag: poetry
member name: Karen W.
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July 30, 2007 02:46 AM EDT --
B O A R D W A L K
—Santa Cruz, CA
The bees are wrestling
at the door, the archway littered
with bougainvillea wilting in the mid-
afternoon heat. We leave the cracked . . .
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November 11, 2007 06:52 PM EST --
Like puppy dog ears
and baby tears
pigs' wiggly ears
and tails
silvery snail trails
and lovely kittens
cold frost and mittens
These are the things that make me smile . . .
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July 11, 2007 07:01 PM EDT --
First they set out the flat white panels
and closed them in on themselves,
the queens and their rich scent.
In the treacle heat of summer,
they came for her. A flex of bees,
spasmodic with . . .
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August 03, 2007 07:02 AM EDT --
The Landlord
When the fuse blows out
every night, you go into the house
where the retired security guard
who let you the place reclines
in his lazyboy. You go down
into the basement, filled with
artifacts . . .
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August 05, 2007 04:01 AM EDT --
Pacific Avenue, San Francisco
Green parrots screak into the fog
plated air; small thumbs for mouths.
Bats I
Gloaming blooms in bats.
They pulse, dissolve; radared
looms of gnat haul.
Mývatn . . .
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August 03, 2007 07:43 AM EDT --
S I X T E E N
At Home
Here is a list of . . .
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August 04, 2007 08:34 PM EDT --
San Francisco
The ocean reminds you of television
as the gray foam . . .
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July 30, 2007 02:39 AM EDT --
The horizon of the motel
room takes us in, hides us
from the neon signs flashing
through our slit of curtain.
The highways and bar clatter
and the jackrabbit dust of desert
stay outside for now. . . .
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August 17, 2007 03:18 PM EDT --
What words do you have on your list?
Normally, I wouldn't post an article from another site here, but this was an interesting piece on poetry (which normally gets very little attention . . .
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July 12, 2007 05:12 AM EDT --
A rustling way back there,
a slight sound.
Something
that moves around.
Trees. Shrug the wind
through, over the pale spill
of ice into a purloined
distance. Outside, the crepuscular
cries . . .
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July 14, 2007 05:51 PM EDT --
People seem really, really inclined to write about love and hearts, and hurt and tears and various emotions in the poems they share here on Gather. There are all strong and often painful experiences. . . .
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July 11, 2007 02:49 AM EDT --
The dark mud of it all gets washed ashore; river born wood
softened by the lap of water. The Mississippi carries notes
of barge-howl and steamer-churn through the day
and into the dusk where we lie sleepless . . .
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August 04, 2007 08:58 PM EDT --
Thanksgiving
—Taos, New Mexico
Snow drifts in from the canyon, dark swirls
carried across a moon . . .
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July 30, 2007 02:27 AM EDT --
A L V I S O
San Jose, CA
Empty. Wires bisect the sky. Valve of bridge in the distance. Pipes snake out of the marsh to go under the gray ruff of water. These sloughs . . .
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September 30, 2007 03:46 AM EDT --
Hey all... I know many could probaby care less, but I have a poetry reading coming up on October the 12th at Amherst Books in Amherst at 8:00pm. I'll be reading from myh thesis/book I'm writing. . . .
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October 02, 2007 02:58 AM EDT --
Is anyone reading this book right now (by Brock Clarke )? I just started it for a graduate workshop at UMASS. I'm only on the fifth chapter, but so far, it's pretty damn good. . . .
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November 12, 2007 10:30 PM EST --
Because I hate it when the magic starts to wind down and come to an end.
Bless you all for the wonderful comments on my poem about how wonderful life is.
I started with only 3,350 pts when . . .
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May 26, 2008 02:39 AM EDT --
Too many wasps
can cost an afternoon.
The lake: lapis colored
and harrowed with waves.
Mud daubers and yellow
jackets know the earth.
It will cost us
to . . .
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March 04, 2008 04:42 AM EST --
Triangles pinging the air;
the notes like contrails.
Worlds settle blue and the
ice planks help us cross
from one to the other.
Don't get me wrong.
I enjoyed the . . .
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August 04, 2007 09:00 PM EDT --
S A L T P O N D S
Brocade the edge
of the gray rag bight.
Viridescent, blue slate
eggshell or roseate.
Heat baked sodium. Diked
off from tide smooth channels
where the boat teeth . . .
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