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Thoughts of Santorini
Small rememberings of Santorini this afternoon— The donkey ride to navigate the steep incline. Walking up and down the small stairs and tight alleyways. Buying ceramics, coffee, and souvlaki. A camera heavy around my…
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Cool Water Tonight
It’s after midnight here. I just turned on the water to wash my hands and it’s ice cold. I bent down and drank from the pipe and am so grateful. Images pass through my…
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Grateful for Sweet Potatoes
I don’t really have deep thoughts these days, if I do, I don’t know that they’re deep. Tonight, standing in the kitchen, peeling and chopping sweet potatoes. I’m so grateful. I often think about…
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The House has Chocolate and Coffee
The house has chocolate and coffee. In the refrigerator there’s sausage and cheese. Tomatoes and pears are ripening on the kitchen counter. I never forget how blessed some of us are. Washing our hands…
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Happy New Year
May each and everyone one of you be blessed beyond measure. May you see and experience joy in all you do and if joy eludes you in hard times, may peace and calm enfold…
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12AM
screams like an animal Is animal strange being wrapped in the fur of a lynx belly Face painted with camwood powder and charcoal she climbs the walls while you all sleep and feeds her…
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Vigil 3
Don’t speak send me the arts music poetry photography paintings Offer me magic and the West horizon Offer me incantations and prayers that require singing Bring me 8,000 candles and wood to burn mesquite…
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Vigil 2
where i seek a vanishing to be pure essence Where i have no name No memories more than exile i seek oblivion a nightjar lives in a starred sky a nightjar lives in twilight…
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Vigil 1
this grief has me equipped for war my eyes have no more tears yet still i cry Is this how deserts bloom? i am plowing my little acre with a buffalo horn Season of…
Pretty Thunder Poetry 