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Gold and Silver HeartsThey say old hearts do not / like old dreams to go unachieved / and uncalled for. They say,
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Nov 25, 2012
Netsuke [ Buddha ]It’s like tea strained through silk, / so pure, so like a tabula rasa / constrained for us to use amid our doubts.
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May 14, 2012
Netsuke [ lizard ](For Thomas Davis) / A reptile carved, a breath of language, one / That one imagines to be real, like
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May 10, 2012
GrasslandsThe way the world sways. Every leaf left / in place, its stance chiseled to each blade, / an iteration of time; each tassel of seeds,
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Feb 26, 2012
St. Lucy’s GownBecalmed brides, sisters, speech / so faint the spider, who / can only know land as a wave
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Feb 10, 2012
Polyhymnia DisinterredIf Polyhymnia could be / a winter afternoon’s great beauty, / or night, as it fills the moon’s girth
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Jan 29, 2012
The World Made Up for UsThe brides have passed all of the sentence tests / that Polyhymnia wanted. She asked / them to teach us how the earth became
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Jan 18, 2012
When I was nine, you were tenThe drought is over. You can see / the wet leaves on the wet sidewalk. / They look like the petals we wore for clothes
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Dec 4, 2011
The Swimming ChildOur wise men want to call him Icarus. But he can’t be / that Icarus. There are no melted wax wings, no vaunting / ambition, just the salt crust on his face and limbs.
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Nov 13, 2011
The Boy StandsThe boy floats face down back to shore. / His body’s bleeding still. His arms move, / but only with the waves.
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Oct 14, 2011
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