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Ecstatic Tanka

for years thinking you were my jailer these unyielding bars today finding the key in my own pocket

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Five Undoings

wearing that story for so long I forgot I had slipped it on * bad hem day— tripping on my own once upon a time * rumors of my self catch on morning sun, snag on the wake of herons * with one hand, I...

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Same Dream, New Ending

I don’t know my lines. That is always the case, only this time, the props were not set, either, and I am frantically baking popovers for the first act. Five minutes before curtain, I tell the other two...

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Finn Learns Cursive

It begins as a dark wing arcing up, then cart wheeling high, swooping down, then back up to a point before diving as falcons do toward the earth with great straightness, curving up at the very last...

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One More Escape

I made a cage out of my story— love bent the bars

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Rich Beyond Wishing

    (though love be a day and life be nothing, it shall not stop kissing) –e. e. cummings, Thy Fingers Make Early Flowers   Make me then a flower that is unashamed of blooming. And make me a river...

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It’s an Inside Job

Before we can be what we are meant to be, we must accept what we are not. –Mark Nepo, The Book of Awakening , June 29 Bird in a cage every day she drops the seeds till beneath her then all around her...

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And the Polar Bear Sat in the Shade

The sea lion swims in the glass-framed pond with his eyes closed. Lap after lap, he barely seems to move his great webbed feet, his smooth gray body flexes and curves. I try to imagine his eyes are...

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This Very Here

And then came the day when I knew to stop asking to be anywhere else, when somehow I no longer believed any other garden was better than this one, when I wanted only these weeds and this field. There...

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Concourse B

She walks so easily down the concourse, the young woman in the short dress and sandals, her purse slung across her slender shoulder. She’s not encumbered by much that I can see— no children pulling on...

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That Was the Saturday When

This morning when she pours the milk into the child’s cup, she doesn’t stop. She pours until the cup is full, until it spills across the counter, ’til it spills onto the floor. She pours and pours...

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Love Bent the Bars

hiding in this cage felt so safe until I began to notice what else was hiding in this cage

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Five Undoings

wearing that story for so long I forgot I had slipped it on * bad hem day— tripping on my own once upon a time * rumors of my self catch on morning sun, snag on the wake of herons * with one hand, I...

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Runoff

      We are perhaps like the plover who made her nest in the rocks too close to the river’s edge. The water is rising rapidly. We never expected loss. We almost forgot that we have wings.  

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Five Undoings

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While Her Stoic Portrait

This morning when she pours the milk into the child’s cup, she doesn’t stop. She pours until the cup is full, until it spills across the counter, ’til it spills onto the floor. She pours and pours...

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Just Before the Credits Roll

      In the movie, that’s not being made, the one I star in, my character, who looks exactly like me, is mowing the lawn, exactly like me, only when I go to put the lawnmower away by the barn, she...

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Concourse B

She walks so easily down the concourse, the young woman in the short dress and sandals, her purse slung across her slender shoulder. She’s not encumbered by much that I can see— no children pulling on...

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One Release

    you the red kite I thrill to fly— and me cutting the line, learning I, too, can fly  

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The Guru Said Stop Putting on the Brakes

from a dream inspired by Sharon     And I tried. I tried. Except steep hills. Except stop signs. Except fear.   Then one day, the brake simply didn’t work anymore.   I thought perhaps I’d forgotten...

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