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— Word Poems
Poems containing the words chameleon, liquid, cupboard, and gutter.
I want to assure you that this is truly what it is, a poem.
I want juice with my morning tea, I want quiet
ripening like the moon in its seed pod
A simile may be as indifferent as plants or the seasons
There's a time between this happening and the
rest of the town rousing itself awake,
when I arrive with pole and creel and sandworms.
A naked man stood at the end of a field
with only the frail hairs on his ears for decoration.
Bruce, an Apprentice Stagehand, His Esthetics
Notice his apparent lack of presumption.
I am not a doctor but maybe
Another doctor wants to know why I'm scared to go to sleep.
She wants to know what I can do to help myself.
Morning in Shantiniketan
Monkeys thump and bang
Michael Chacko Daniels
creeping by the witchy brooms,
the neighbor's cat is here again
Still, there may be a ripeness,
a harvest waiting, plump and full,
rows you lift high your legs for