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Monte Bella House white muslin blowing in the gallerysea breeze before noonthe inché swings on her neckas she sweeps and mops outpapa heard the pipe sometime, late in the night, “water come,”filling buckets, five,…
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Ashton Tallghost Appeals to St. Barbara, St. Theresa San Fernando, Trinidad West Indies 2001 a fist a heart a jeweled yam the black aubergine offering Here is my battle axe your dreams run into hersmouth moving so…
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Holy Bayou He fashioned her from the jutOf the Cypress kneeOf a strange Medicine did he mold herBut arthritic like her mother’sSilhouettes She was notOnly ancient and greenAs the Spanish mossHeavy with it Powder…
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time is marked and remembered by flora and fauna and powerful events not a calendar with days checked off. today eye read the message from the land that speaks of the birth of my…
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Deeply Mary chase her through the dead pinedraped in her robe of nettle- pine pitch she pulls the ceanothus from deep below “those hips are too beautiful for these back woods” say the boys, they…
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Blue Water Boy pinionjuniperour cousin- copalthe bead between my teethe we are smoke on the dried rivertins cans there nowhuff town u.s.aa shamea hidden something tossed warrior a go away girla not so long girla…
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Tea with the Wanderers “Before I looseMy site completelyWe must eat together again.” Said MuhammadSo I made the tea soaked datesAdding rose water to Ease the melancholyBringing them toMy old friend’s table We laughed…
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Sweet and fine where I lay dig shallow where the kudzu chokes and ramblespick quick the cuckoo banjo pick it sweet and fine i’m in my winding sheetlay me downin the lazy dawndirty mamma’s and joescome…
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Peaked high and red, aged striated layers hypnotized me. I slept inbetween them, became a towering landform. Grit still in my teethe. How long have I been sitting here? Pines punctuate the sharp angles…
