Bemused

Bemused

Petrarch had his Laura,
a phoenix feather for his pen.
Danté’s blessed Beatrice
sent him to hell and back again.
Rilke’s heart-sick panther.
Burns’ wee tim’rous beastie.
None tremble with the thrill I feel
whenever you retweet me.

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Burning Bush

Burning Bush

This bush is on fire,
and we have misplaced god.

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Dear Copyeditor,

Dear Copyeditor,

I am writing you
this poem
the way a gazelle
must grow ever sleeker
and quicker
to escape
the indelicate jaws
of the lion.

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Another

Another

Crow in a birch tree
shakes rain from its wings…

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Young Female Writer’s Lament

Young Female Writer’s Lament

Why is everything I try to do coming out stilted and slow today? I blame you. The general, faceless you. The you who keeps telling me I need to be smaller, wittier, brief.

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#WritersResist: Bring the Fire Down

#WritersResist: Bring the Fire Down

Move. Between justice and mercy, between nakedness and warfare, between all that you would not do and all you have done, unknowing…

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