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  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I. He flies to the East, the Sun to the West Both joyous, though they part He’s a bird, with feathers black But reflects the moon upon his back With a candle in his heart That’s where I am at this moment, in gentle harmony with a cloudless evening, and I’m blowing a kiss to my depa...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    Had the heart a certain language I’d learn to speak the same To translate joy, and analyze The dialect—of shame Orators would speculate “What spirit fills his lungs?” Then seal their lips in honor of The tenderest of tongues If history was but a hound I’d have him at my heel To...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Look, there she dances! Behind the curtain of dusk colors Sunflower yellows and rose reds And a spotlight of orange projected from God knows where The audience is chatting amongst themselves The director stuck his head in a barrel which he found In his mother’s back yard Because it’s ki...
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    A master asked his songbird if it dreamt of open sky It said “Lord, it created me, so I pray you let me fly” So, he opened the nearest window And took hold of the feathery thing And flung into the air a bird With a pair of branded wings The angels are fainting and they're falling fro...
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    The scholars have talked Of discarding their minds The soldiers are getting tipsy And falling out of line And don’t you dare hope Because hope is a crime Just put on the kettle And evaporate time The wind-up bird is not bird Till it’s dreamt of open sky A prophet’s not a martyr ...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Glow of gliding trains Illuminate your dark paths Silent Wanderers Ghosts who fall in love A thousand times, without end Warm transparency Meditate until Orbs of light are gathering In the nighttime woods Ancient neighborhood Of spirit houses, built near The most sacred trees Unf...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    I One morning when I unfolded This was what I heard In the fabric of a prayer shawl From the hymnal of a bird From the wolves was lamentation From the serpent—a weeping sound From the butterfly—a battle cry! And the howling of a hound In the silence I heard the answer To God’s qu...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    Row of blue windows: the sky in a door Little hands reaching with feathery sighs Burning homes drinking, then asking for more Wrinkled men smiling; their breath never dies Prophets and ghosts at an empty table Sipping goblets of thought, feasting on words The yoke is easy, the oxen able An op...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Often, it’s difficult to even throw a glance Into the reflection of my mother’s old hand mirror To watch the ripples of light cast shadows over my portrait After having dreamt of a band of angels And having held their glowing faces In my trembling hand Upon waking, I lose reality Upon see...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Wild is the frightened goose Who flees from bounding feet Glancing back At the rifles’ dance And stumbling through the air Bite at life with sweaty beak Just to have it— Wrenched away! By a gunshot from the hunters Then smoke and feathers And blood A fading sound of thunderclap Then...
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    One slave child flayed by the chilly words “You own naught but your name” Who planned an exit through the womb From which the poets came He seized his leather collar, at dawn And still bound in chains, did pray Turning his sunburned body To embrace the coming day The wicked manufactur...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    On the first day, I was a question. Which the townspeople asked of the lords, and the lords asked of the priests, and the priests asked of the wise men, and the wise men asked of their own hearts, and their hearts led them to the peasants. They left the walls of the city for the green hills which la...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    I have sung and strung old harmonies With the symphony of stars I have exchanged wise words with setting suns Smoking ablaze cigars I have wept alongside dying trees Our tears joined in with endless rain I have shared the pleasure with hellish men Of going hopelessly insane I have raged and ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    (Shuddering) They kept coming back Each time with different names and different stories But always with that same blankness Crawling beneath their skin Faces pulled taut by snarls wearing the costume of grins A phantom mien which reached across a crowded room They would slip little notes I...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Such solemn voices, like hooded monks in the pouring rain Obscure birdlike forms gliding through the semi-darkness A messenger makes his way across the sweeping plains Bringing word of the void which rattles in his satchel The prophet’s bookkeeper will open up any volume for you But you must ...
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    A child pressed the drying air In a desperate prayer For snow The blind hero swung— So wild—his axe To paralyze the foe Intimates send their greeting cards But have left me quite alone On the grass, I lie, with a wrinkled note And the ghost of a telephone Empty-eyed mothers said ...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    My inner child was miscarried In the yard of yesterday Even the infant knew That its birth was overdue As it lay there, wailing, in the clay The godmother’s eyes rolled quite freely When she had taken all for lost Her face swallowed by her wrinkled hands Her fingertips laced with moss ...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    When you perch on the sunset, wishing to paint The drifting clouds in their infinite grace Is the art not already In their reflection: The awe in your face? And when the air is thick with darkness In the hours before dawn From where do the fireflies Get their glow To flicker out And flic...
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    Water like a lion’s breath That rising softened heat A ripple up above me The sky beneath my feet The waves bring my body To where my spirit’s gone: Beneath the green and glassy lake Where a flame is burning on Rejoicing in this moment I whisper a watery prayer Inhaling the steady curr...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Late at night Pretending the little glass piano Reflects no burden of tomorrow I’d like to wipe my eyes So please Leave me be Scars are lighter When you dream of open plains And kneel to pray Beneath the swaying lemon trees Count the broken words Which the goblins Hand to the small...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The oracle predicted doom The rebel spoke of lies The quivering lips prefaced teardrops Dropping from the eyes The bishop mumbled ‘heresy’ The prophet shouted ‘truth’ The beggar lamenting all the while Whistling through his missing tooth The fire foretold ashes The storm suggested r...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I will take some burning branches To build a shrine unto its eyes As they sit among the ashes Of your shadowy demise Soon they’ll be sending us packages All wrapped up in fragments of glass And the light O that light! That golden-orbed light! Will look like it came from the furnace of nig...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    You speak of Heaven As if the Kingdom pulsates Outside of the heart You illustrate Hell As if raw eternity Is unforgiving You pray so stiffly Like your Father does not know That you are a child You condemn for Christ And hate in the name of life Killing for justice Please, soften...
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    He giggles at monstrosity He ridicules the crown He makes the raindrops hesitate When they ponder falling down He stalks the very timid He runs away from love His servant is the madman His messenger the dove When he speaks unto the garden Each rose becomes his friend When he speak unt...
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    I met some island natives The apple of their Eye Was the city behind the setting Sun Amid acres of rosy-red sky Their skin the color of dreaming Their hair like the lion’s mane Their cloaks and dresses quilted Out of freshly-fallen rain Their village was built from yew trees The stone...

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