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April 20, 2009 01:24 PM EDT --
Trikonasana
Right foot pointed forward, left foot in.
Right groins stretching, lift side stretch, left arm up
Weight evenly on both feet
chest open
back wide- breath to upper back,
breath . . .
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April 16, 2009 01:45 PM EDT --
The ancestor-
Blue hour sky.
Are ancestors really animals
with more hair than the ones I know?
Did the moon really set on the horizon so low,
two white birch trees on either side?
Are . . .
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April 16, 2009 01:32 PM EDT --
Moon or sun, which one, which one?
Day or night and why, if day, is the day so bright with white light?
And why does a rock fill the daylight moon,
color of nighttime filled with leaping loons? . . .
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March 31, 2009 11:26 AM EDT --
THE ONE WHO IS FED BY SILENCE, NOT WORN OUT BY IT.
THE ONE WHO WRITES TO LIVE AND KEEP YOU ALIVE TOO,
YOU WHO LOOK FOR SOMETHING, WHO NEED SOMETHING,
LIKE A COIN PUT IN YOUR SLOT
OR YOU WOULD . . .
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March 31, 2009 11:11 AM EDT --
CHANGE FRIENDS. CHANGE TO UPPERCASE. CHANGE FROM ONE TO TWO. CHANGE TO RELAX. CHANGE TO UPLIFT. CHANGE TO MOVE. CHANGE DREAMS. CHANGE JOBS. CHANGE DOLLARS FOR COINS. . . .
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March 16, 2009 01:57 PM EDT --
Five Pointed Star, my chest is broad and strong, open, stretching, breathing. My legs root evenly down, weight distributed equally throughout each foot. My belly is soft, wide, open, tailbone . . .
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March 09, 2009 03:34 PM EDT --
New York City, I still dream of you,
and my poems go out to you.
In stillness what is evident?
Basics.
Every vision I have had, every thing I have known,
every word . . .
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February 02, 2009 02:39 PM EST --
Said the fairy, "How do you do?"
"Oh I am fine," said Mary.
Left alone to hum
all alone I hummed;
Left alone to breathe,
all by myself I looked down at my sleeve.
. . .
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January 26, 2009 11:24 AM EST --
No word yet
so I will rest on my own bed
captive and captain of the Sea of Red.
Underneath the thigh is an Oh, oh my.
Pretenses spell practice and perfect is for goats,
riddles come a dime . . .
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January 12, 2009 10:00 AM EST --
You put your hand in my poetry.
Sure, I put it on paper,
but not so you could point
and tell me I could take out that word
and condense this part.
I put it on paper so I could . . .
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January 05, 2009 03:17 PM EST --
Nothing happened to me this month-
just I moved in with a rommmate,
went on a date,
tumbled down a hill,
drawings I did create.
I unpacked boxes, swept floors, did dishes,
waited for . . .
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January 05, 2009 01:00 PM EST --
Blue bird, blue bird, fly above me
Send me over the hills and into a tireless fren-zy
Blue bird, blue bird, send me back home
so I can show all the little crickets
that they are . . .
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December 29, 2008 05:58 PM EST --
My theater is a pick me up place full of goggles, snorkels, gamblers, and smells like gasoline. Waiter #1 only waits for waiter #2 and never waits later for waiters 3 or 4-but those waiters wear . . .
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December 29, 2008 05:48 PM EST --
Bark versus bite-who will win the election in the trees? Rehearsals leave telegrams wanting more. How can I get more if I do not know that I want more? How can I rehearse if I do not . . .
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December 26, 2008 10:32 AM EST --
When you open a can of worms, they all come crawling out- like an explosion, sometimes. That's why I haven't opened the cans-it's so scary. My deepest fears are separation-calling . . .
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December 22, 2008 02:30 PM EST --
The cracks, they split me open.
They counter, they caress
me as I step into the
darkness of you
which is like a step down a staircase unseen
for all around me is dark.
I step sideways . . .
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December 21, 2008 04:43 PM EST --
Barack the vote
Obamanably
and baracade the white mans race
so we can bama rama mama
you know
so we can O
Oh, its an Obamanation
all but the new
the future we have yet to see . . .
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December 21, 2008 04:33 PM EST --
Love is in the air,
like it always is, has been, will be
I venture stare to stare
around the things I could be should be would be.
But here I am today singing tempoless tunes,
wishin' . . .
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October 06, 2008 02:57 PM EDT --
Makes me want to fight
sing a song and sream
makes me want to reach up, reach out, see what it's all about
Makes me wanna beam and beam and beam and beam
and scream and scream and scream . . .
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October 06, 2008 02:39 PM EDT --
This is a poem/song I cannot imagine reading or singing myself-it just came through and I would like someone else to perform it.
That slam made me want to eat meat
and lift weights
and do what . . .
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