Tag: Poetry
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A Night at the Huntington Museum of Art
A Night at the Huntington Museum of Art 1 Glass Sculpture in Tropic of Koi Yellow, green, and blue spirals –Blown glass pond-treeMirrored in the water overLazily swimming Koi. Seat facing pond, withAir moist and warm – tropical,Foggy moisture on the windows,On a cold night in April. 2 Death by Design Forged barrel, machined and…
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Irises
Irises bearded Irisespurple and whiteyellow and burgundyrust and pinkand brilliant whitea fixture oftemperate climesflags signalingfond nostalgiathe clarion ofsummer vacationsthe ending of springand the sum … sumsummertime bluesyet to come –LE – 5/11/24 I love Irises, but don’t get to see them anymore, other than on the internet. They’re not native to the high Sonoran Desert,…
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‘O Mare E Tu
An older piece, but still one of my favorites, performed by Dulce Pontes and Andrea Bocelli https://youtu.be/gGyeuCEAyWU?si=kdc2uqr6IyPDPiXy ‘O mare e tuby Dulce Pontes / Ignacio Ballesteros / Vincenzo Gragnaniello Feel in usSentir em nós Feel in usSentir em nós One reasonUma razão So that we won’t be alonePara não ficarmos sós And in that strong…
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21st Century TV Zeitgeist
21st Century TV Zeitgeist Light-emitting diode screens colorful images with sound that screamsor lulls the passionately roving thumb and remotethat quite blinds, hour upon wasted hour,or just footage of someone’s cat and its imaginary crown. Quickly, spit out this hopefully humorous vision of yourself, or our collective selves,before it becomes our only view –too late.…
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Barcelona
Barcelonaby Ed Sheeran Well get up up on the dancefloor tonightI’ve got two left feet and a bottle of red wineMaking me feel like the beat and the basslineAre in my blood, both hands upon her waistlineGet on up baby dance to the rhythm of the musicDon’t care what the DJ choosesGet lost in the…
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Oleander Blooms
Oleander Blooms fringed green stems bowed downOleander blossoms painta snow-hued shadow a long line of antsblossom-petal porters beartheir white treasure home soon, white turns to brownonce heavy blossoms are gonefringed green stems stand proud –LE – 5/6/24
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Stream of Consciousness
Stream of Consciousness Here, there, everywhere, and nowhere – in my mind –and out, I’m thinking, dreaming, scheming – and learning to enrage everyone, perhaps even myself. I am not going to proceed with this because I’m not goingto deal in negatives – especially about myself.I leave that nitpicky shit to everyone else! I will…
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Down Under
Down Under by Men at Work Travelling in a fried-out KombiOn a hippie trail, head full of zombieI met a strange lady, she made me nervousShe took me in and gave me breakfastAnd she said: “Do you come from a land down underWhere women glow and men plunderCan’t you hear, can’t you hear the thunderYou…
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April’s Last Morning on the Loop Tucson
April’s Last Morning on the Loop Tucson horizon to horizon, a cerulean domenot a cloud in the skySol’s long, warm morning rayscast another perfect day a slight breeze bobs the heavyOleander blossoms up and downside to side on their long green stemsarching toward the ground all around Silverbell Lake is placid and stillfishermen snoozing in…
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No Do-overs
No Do-overs some old people complainabout where they endedin their journeys around Sol saying, if they had it to do overthey’d choose different directionsmake better decisions; but I beg to differ all things being equal (same conditions), everyone does the best they can, given their knowledge and circumstance-compulsions no matter their committed determinationtheir lives would…
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