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Simple (edit 3)

I’m simple in your hands — black ink on paper. Supergirl in skintight garb, your pen’s the blade that finds my comic heart.

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Clouds, like Toledo (edit 3)

Riding south, across the river, a mile below the Bridge, see? A tower and forested hills, with leaves glowing in nooks in the bare, smoky trees, as if someone’s been shooting paintballs there, and the wind shearing the earth to … Continue reading

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Like a fall of earth (edit 3)

Like a fall of earth in a tiny cave (a beetle’s home)
or sweet soft rain
on pinnate leaves — quiet like that, he slips into the sea…
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Mood indigo (edit 3)

In a quiet place
where lake slides over shore
and shore reaches into lake,
storms beat grass
into water-hyacinth… Continue reading

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It’s raining in New York (edit 3)

in my hair —
net of rain-mist
one small leaf

Wearing a long raincoat, a rarely-used red collapsible umbrella in one pocket, I walk along streets cleaned to black by downpours and street-sweeper machines… Continue reading

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