Categories: Poetry Words

Pythian Instructions

I can not liemy muse has caressed my templesafter falling to my knees at her threshold. Anima Hilda…American English Grecian goddess…I bring Giftsof my braids,long strains of hairbunched into threeseparated, twistedI make a Vocation. I’ve seen the grey-eyed starethat penetrates,when our lenses meet,after you twist your…

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Surge of Energy

Ride with it when you wake up and have a surge of energy.gloomy skies colding in opposition to the spring.give it up Janus, we yearn to spring forth.A bit more waiting?before thedaffodils project up toward the always goldenand we walk upward withbarefeet.

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HNEI- chapter 31

Chapter 31: June 2, 1970 AM “Ohio” by Crosby, Stills, and Nash played on the clock radio when Elaine opened her eyes. Her consciousness mingled with the lyrics, invoking instant tears. The thoughts of Thomas Trent’s head knocking the ground and Gino’s lethal threats, weighing her…

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22 years ago you told me a story

It’s been 20 years since Robert Creeley’s passing and almost 55 years since the historic protest of 1970, which led to both the University of Buffalo and Buffalo State closing their campuses before final exams. Recently, I have been researching the time between fall 1969 and…

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evvepe moi kaliope

Springtime –The ice boomIt lifts. logos, theword flowsfrom the erie lakedown the riveraround a grand island,down the rapidsplummeting some 83 ftinto the gorge andonto Lake Ontariovoyaging onward to the seaway existing into the Atlantic Ocean.

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Categories: HER NAME IS ELAINE

I’m sober – now what?

I stopped drinking years ago. The first year was hard. I sought out a therapist 3 years ago, and it took me over a year to decide completely to quit. In the beginning, I would do a dry January or 100 day challenge, proving to myself…

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Today the day

In University in 2003, I was a poet with confidence of which I have since forgotten. I gathered information so that i could be the best poet. I wanted to meet a real poet so I wrote a email to Robert Creeley not expecting to get…

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an excerpt

This form would breath downmy neck down my backtulips tipping downaway from the sunDrooping familar whispering in mytickling In theresitance moving

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