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Spring at Dad's

The new green does nothing to tame them:

plane after plane engines over, a litany
of small-town boys who never graduated
to the Lear jets of their day school dreams. 101 more words

Poetry

Remember to Forget-NaPoWriMo-Day 29

I remember the heat of my carseat in the sun-soaked Miami drive, the tightness in my hands, with the sensation of crashing into a car at every turn. 198 more words

April 29: Crosswind

pilots know

the crosswind determines

the final approach when landing

angular wind
in knots, and half knots.

in time, you remember –
there is another way.

Creative

Horoscope Chanting Goddess-NaPoWriMo-Day 28

The women marked a horoscope
on her wrist. Geminate fingers listed
the comet-quick fate: inevitable— that
campfire singing flames, and the intonation
of a song coming out of her mouth, two… 77 more words

Define Poetry: A My Tribe Interview Series Special for National Poetry Month

For National Poetry Month, I asked women poets to do a difficult task: define poetry. Their responses are both personal and accessible, lyrical and practical. I hope these thoughts inspire you as much as they have inspired me. 662 more words

NaPoMo Day 28

(why does my love for you endure?)

why does my love for you endure?  i do

say that i no longer have any love

left for you & i mean it.  94 more words

Drink, Sink, Swallow- NaPoWriMo-Day 27

Foam at the mouth of the ocean. Driving through glass sandpaper surface
of breath. I remember it, the blankness of force underneath myself.
The walk of water too easy, I had to stroke the breast, breath of tide. 80 more words