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At the Nursing Home

As I walk in, a woman straightens the chair on the patio outside her room. Her Easter lily, parched, sits untended, one bloom left. As I pass she says, I’m nuts, and blows me kisses, her fingers touching her lips … Continue reading

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For Encouragement

I send you my daughter who could not be her body magical as fog rising in wisps among the grasses playing dress-up laughing wrapping herself in parachute silk dancing free in the hills of cedar   FEWalls

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The Folly

If I were young in Wales, and studying Chaucer in Swansea with students from Llanelli or Carmarthen or Merthyr Tydfil, I would hear the cleaning woman who chatted as she worked near my room that overlooked the gardens not the … Continue reading

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Farewell

When I am turned to ash I want you knowing that I hear your footfalls in the ancient forest, the scream of hawks, the water crazy-mad flowing down to the sea   and I want you knowing that I see … Continue reading

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At the Poetry Festival

The drums come from the back of the band the rhythm Jamaican the poet drifts to the microphone: “I killed a cowboy today I didn’t mean it.” We, the audience, shift over-hot in the room but pliant leaning into the … Continue reading

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Apricot Moon

Ignition on, the key worn down almost straight now, on the dashboard, a pack of Camels lying on maps among rock samples and tufts of tamarisk.   Shirtless, you lean forward, turn the key, a birthmark flutters over your 6th … Continue reading

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Prism

The glittering water pulses with rainbows, tosses off colors, swirling, a flutterance – no thought of loss or want or farewell, brilliance for a shilling or a dime or naught gathering the colors up again to shrug them off, twirling … Continue reading

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