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After an avalanche 7-17-14 D1

I already know the dangers of exploration.
Not everything searched for is lost.
If I became snowblind while walking alone in our Arctic,
and your words froze in the air, 92 more words

Poetry/Prose

Love Letters should never be print 7-18-14 D1

If our native tongue is body language speak it freely. I’m reading a line devoted to your waist, written down the turns of your hips, inked in nightlife light, eloquent and beautiful. 66 more words

Poetry/Prose

Listening to Marsalis 7-18-14 D1

When I hear him I let go of the notions of class, classics and classical. I dissipate. I am songstress with ink for voice. I break the bars, the measures and refrains lived in. 189 more words

Poetry/Prose

Wordless Haiku #1

The blogosphere is a FUN place to hang out!  I was reading through the posts in my blog reader and found a friend who is doing this weekly… 114 more words

Encouragement

In crooked streets young voices cry flowers (16).

Cummings, E.E. Paris. Seghers, Paris, 2014.

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Lost In You

Sleep conquered me

like the darkness of a rainy night

As I waited for your arrival.

And when you touched,

I quavered like the fire of a clay lamp… 100 more words

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