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4 p.m. rainA Poem by eglantineBitter roots feast on the under- whites of grass--nibble on the dainty toes no fertilizer has enhanced and no pesticide has enveloped in make-beli.. |
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Satellite FruitA Poem by eglantineI live within the cold petals of the moon, far from the swollen green-blue fruit that hangs from the blackest branch where shiny insects gather l.. |
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The ballet of writingA Poem by eglantineI've walked en pointe all night like fingertips across once-polished light. I want to lie my soles against the stage like lily pads, but my ankles .. |
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Under-nightA Poem by eglantineThis smile sinks into my skin like silver piercing the solstice beyond my quivering blinds, dangling like a tooth freshly threaded. I don't know.. |
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Over TeaA Poem by eglantineTo truly understand me, pour two teaspoons of dried Eglantine stems into a tea-strainer and steep it in Michigan creek water for the length of thi.. |
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Literary ElementA Poem by eglantineCharacter fault is important and it begins with the bite of an apple-- not fallen from the tree but from the tart night. Crack open the moon a.. |
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April 23, 2012A Poem by eglantineIt has been four months and sevendays since I last mixedink with recycled tree-skin.I'd almost forgotten howto shape letters beneathmy pressed fingert.. |
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Minutes within MidnightA Poem by eglantineThe darkest lines are thought this time of night. The trees--the blinds --the sidwalk, the streets with all of their curtained windows --th.. |
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On WiremakingA Poem by eglantineThe sun was dry and the goatswinter-coats were dry. I leanedmy upper-body against the splinteredfence, hand uncurled and offered wind-braised grass.Wr.. |
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JanuaryA Poem by eglantineA blue moon is in the dark place in-between lighting fires and seperating from the day. Moonlight is not sheer tonight, rather, it evaporates .. |
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