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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    That day on the top of the horizon line in the midst of the pink-blue hue I fell down a gauntlet and dreamt up a sing-song that some of you might know. It goes “Oh my darlin’, come down now Come down from the attic. Sit and eat this pie with me And someday we’ll be gone.” And so I s...
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    Like all flowers humans die. Our stems become limp petals pale and dry and crinkled Our sweet scent rots I close my eyes tight and transcend to a fairytale I am a little girl and my mother sits in a chair on the other side of the room the dim light of a lamp splashes her face and the bo...
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    On my way out of the public library three days ago, I saw two very thin creatures that looked like they were on an adventure. So I decided to follow them. I think it was their slightness that drew my attention. Their meager legs that jutted out from the bottom of their long coats gave them an ...
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    It was a house with secret passageways, A garden with stepping-stones and walls of blossoms and endless trails of crunching brown leaves. I was its lone wanderer Its admirer Bathing in its beauty Flattering it with my intrigue. When time takes too long, Seconds grow to minutes. Fascin...
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    That afternoon on my way home from my mother's apartment, I ­remember stopping to sit on a stoop. I picked a handsome brownstone, one of the many lining the blocks of Cobble Hill, Brooklyn. To people passing by I suppose it looked as though I was simply waiting for a friend. It's funny to thi...
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    I am from sprinklers. From tall buildings, and ivy-covered doors. From the radiators too hot and my sweater’s too itchy. I’m from rattling cups of change And the men that soulfully shake them. I’m from shoulders, up high, From songs on the guitar, From big hugs and beauty and Birth...
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