as if to stop the time

tiny breaths on pillowcases baseboards ticking like my mind which one should I cuddle first    as if to stop the time one more year, I tell myself     he hasn’t flown off yet heartbeats strong underhand down upon my back     she finds her voice    breathing deep watching her throat move in her sleep…

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Time in the Woods

Time In the woods Does not go by appointments Or schedules or to-do’s– Time goes by the Lengthening of shadows, The quickening of the breeze, The warming of the sun, The melting of the ice. Bellies rumbling, Freckles encroaching. Time is not sand through an hourglass– It is sand eroded off the riverbank, The falling…

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Eliot Fisk Plays “Memories of Alhambra”

“Memories of Alhambra” he calls it,And already I know I’m in trouble.Woody Allen’s doppelgangerDances impossibly deft fingersOver a small, custom guitarSounding not like one, but two.Transported to a life I have not yet lived,More lovely than a dream,I recall stories once imaginedWhile visiting the ancient Moorish castleOf love gained and lost,Deeper than the Mediterranean.Despair and…

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This Body Teaches Me

Air dense with trees and pollen,  I couldn’t get a breath in. Sent to live in an oxygen tent at age seven. Short breaths Left their autograph in my health, And I am left with gratitude That I can exhale chatter And inhale what really matters. One morning my jaw couldn’t move  Because I could…

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June(au)

June lupine bloomsCocoon Juneau in huesOf lavender and blue,Cormorant and loon attune To swoon of spring —None are immune.Whispers rise and fallSoft like balloonsUnder the loom of moon In full bloom.Soon strewn throughout, lupine seeds commune,Leaving clues to ruminateOn what once grew Under lover’s rune. Photo by Jessie Herman Haywood

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