Poetry
“I go back to the hospital and there’s an orange on the bedside table. A big one, and pink. He’s smiling: ‘I got a gift. Take it.’” —From the book Voices from Chernobyl, as retold on the radio show This American Life
1. Saturday’s haiku is stalled in the 7-Eleven® parking lot 2. all night long waiting for Sunday’s rising over the un-burnt prairie 3. as this haiku forgets
His house is lying down. He is out in the yard watching it happen. The driveway at dusk is a warm blanket wrapping itself around him. The sidewalks are long strips of gauze
WINDOW To win. To do. To undo. To Endow. To bow. To wind down. To want tobe like the wind. To hold or stop the wind. To be made of glass; to shatter one Sunday
they were so lively gathering whenever possible to discuss phrases someone jotted none considering angst in the sense of it truly visiting they had so many epiphanies & the depth of the poets
… who soloed before the congregation each Christmas Eve: O Holy Night, stars above shining and to this day I think certain angels too were blinking
Kristen (my to-be bride) Peil (daughter to Loren and Annie) called me atwork (a vacated dental office complete with circular carpet stain in the chair space).
They stood, stopped, still and blinking. Stunned, breathing and blinking, returned against odds to the sweet, sweet world— wild grass, wide air, and the sun like a mother. They were stunned
She simply settled down in one piece right where she was,in the sand of a long-vanished lake edge or stream—and died. —Donald C. Johanson, paleoanthropologist
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