Maureen
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New week, good coffee; a sharpened pencil to my heart's long list of plans.
about 20 hours ago
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In one hour saying goodbye will stop; I'll slide my heart back in its slot.
9:53 AM Dec 3rd
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I have drunk something flavoured of douglas pine; I will cook with butter.
5:38 PM Dec 1st
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Motown at caffe museo. Orange juice with a side of chewed lips.
4:06 PM Dec 1st
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San Francisco's a city that asks you to dance, you wallflower you.
7:49 AM Nov 28th
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Gave Captain Connor apple cake; he gave us our castle's ghost story.
7:14 AM Nov 24th
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Salt spray fills the air like snow, waves hit the walk like waterfalls. Such storms!
6:56 AM Nov 21st
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The shattered sugar sound of coal burning. Ireland simply sopping wet.
7:13 AM Nov 20th
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Wahrlich, keiner ist weise, Der nicht das Dunkle kennt, Das unentrinnbar.
11:09 PM Nov 17th
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This life's my childhood dream: of writing, big cities, close friends, rye whiskey.
5:51 AM Nov 17th
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Our coffee chills to the storm feeling down the hearth; out of oil, a fire.
4:14 AM Nov 12th
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Sometimes fear lifts like a ramp when you're a kid and you jump and get there.
8:53 AM Nov 9th
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The risen sun hot beads of blood through the kelp bulbs' brown-green swaying tide.
11:56 PM Nov 7th
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Nine hundred twenty of one thousand! What? It's a secret, Internet.
9:53 PM Nov 7th
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Spiders nooked between sill and pane, egg pods the soft prophecy of frost.
7:29 AM Nov 7th
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Bear-eared sea strolls with my pipe have regressed to the garden in long johns.
6:54 AM Nov 7th
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Ungoogleable: how many whole cloves in a spoon, world's smartest cat.
5:29 PM Nov 5th
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Sea bows strung with gulls. Making something of the sun: music, coffee, work.
6:16 AM Nov 4th
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Rushing into the future on a borrowed quad core. My poor G4.
10:11 AM Nov 3rd
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San Francisco, take care of @. I don't lend him to just anyone.
10:24 PM Nov 2nd
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- Name Maureen Evans
- Location Castle in the fog near Belfast
- Web http://spezzato.org
- Bio I measure out my life in senryu: haiku of human foibles. Regarding existence as a writer, and the Occupational Hazards of Poets.
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