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  1. video poem version here: http://tinyurl.com/ybxf53v
  2. Turned from water to sugar/on its long fall/through the icy refinery/snow blows across the window/billows up/on the trampoline of the wind.
  3. Pierced for herd immunity/I wait quinze minutes/in the salle de surveillance. #haiku
  4. First snow -- melting, freezing,/melting all the white mornings/from childhood to now #micropoetry
  5. Red cabbage, sliced, sauteed --/brainlike whorls/vinegared to purple velvet. #haiku #micropoetry
  6. Green pear, red pear, apple/imprisoned in their glass bowl/bored with their sameness/longing for a starfruit/the busy chatter of berries.
  7. @canislatrans Going any better today?
  8. @24fireants Thanks very much!
  9. Tic-tocking wipers/sweeping sheets of rain/count miles and hours:/this foggy journey/ my stifled yawns. #poetry #micropoetry
  10. Golden leaf/larger than all others/you seem set to sail/glowing like Jason’s fleece/above the street's tarry river #micropoetry
  11. @kitabet I can see and taste it...how nice.
  12. The first snow dusted between corn stubble/at the field’s center/suddenly rises, re-falls, becomes/a white-winged multitude
  13. Writing Farsi script/on the page of the sky/blackbirds roost/in graceful dots and curves/then fly off all at once/like a poem #poetry
  14. Two costumed revelers embrace/the streetperson fallen on wet leaves/set him upright/gravely hand him his bottle -/he weaves away, saluting.
  15. Trapped with them, three of us exchange glances. Beside us, a pitcher of orange juice, a fancy coffee machine.
  16. In the waiting room, a masked teen coughs miserably. Her mother, in boots, chic tights and a short black dress, plays with a cell phone.
  17. "Aha!" says the nurse, triumphantly tapping the small vein. My blood obediently flows into four vials: purple, yellow, green, blue.
  18. The EKG man is doing research. "What do you recall? They tell me,'you never put electrodes on my legs.' You see? The memory lies to us."
  19. Quebec's H1N1 self-care guide and some commentary & advice http://tinyurl.com/ykyjvaz
  20. At the first flakes/they set up the boards./But it's 50 today/rollerblades on asphalt/wistful kids in t shirts/take tennis ball slapshots.