July 2011
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Poetry Friday
I Glimpse Lives I Shouldn’t
Doors open to decaying illusions,
casting light on what we’re allowed to see
the way the tide obscures
half-buried pollution.
These are the doors we try to lock,
expecting the monster within to entertain
himself like an only child,
but he gorges on isolation,
does push-ups relishingÂ
his proximity to the floor’s grime,
waiting for the...
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Sharing Poetry: Eavan Boland, "The Lost Land" →
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I have two daughters. They are all I ever wanted from the earth. Or almost all. I also wanted one piece of ground: One city trapped by hills. One urban river. An island in its element. So I could say mine. My own. And mean it. Now they are grown up and far away and memory itself has…
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Holiday Poetry (that has nothing to do with the...
Setting Fire to a Soul
So they said she was a witch and condemned
her to an ashen demise atop a pyre
lacking the accoutrements her Norse ancestors enjoyed.
With no time to reflect on a life of conviction,
she hummed a song her mother
had taught her in their garden while tending goldenrods.
Fearing incantation, the tribunal hastened
the execution, constructing
the wood pile to prolong...
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Remembering Ernest Hemingway →
A nice, brief tribute to Ernest Hemingway 50 years after his death. Includes his Nobel Peace Prize acceptance speech and some good commentary on his work. I know readers either love him or hate him, but it’s hard to deny his genius.
