Kathleen

@everettpoetry

A writer and poet

The Missouri Ozarks
Vrijeme pridruživanja: kolovoz 2011.

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    9. kol 2014.

    time is of the essence be kind be merciful be open

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    Valentine poems are the most embarrassing classroom assignment possible for Year 8. Friendship poems are a little kinder. Hasan was 12 and a dyslexic poet.

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    As we live true to the calling we hear, why would any of us want to give less than this to oneself and the rest of the world--especially when we come to comprehend this as authentic Love calling for its expression?

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    the rain was noncommittal the pasture not yet sheep the orchard just beyond kept apples in their weep then storm fell in inks the black & blue of sound and when it stopped - a language of rivers newly found

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    morning on the cove: tattered clouds unravel threads of sky loose and torn chattering sleet bounces across the tin roof shattered sleet colored sky falls to earth gray on gray on gray

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    Even this sparrow chirping in a hedge knows the different slant of February light brings spring And I know the sky opens at an invigorating angle of rose on the horizon as I gather speed in my gait

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    she rummages in the corners in daylong pajamas & one sock gathering what we’ve forgotten & stuffing it all happily in her sack which was a crumpled paper bag headed to another littery corner of the planet before she rescued it too reminding the grownups what it means to play

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    A Hag Stone is simply a stone with a natural hole through it.  In folk magic systems, these are often believed to ward off the dead, curses, witches, sickness, and nightmares. They are also used as windows or doorways to see 'otherworlds'.

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    “There’s a pleasure in the pathless woods...” - Lord Byron *my 📸*

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    Today's Classic at the sleet falls as if coming through the bottom of loneliness Naitō Jōsō (1662-1704) Image: 'Courtisan on Mountainside - Winter - Snow' by Unknown.

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    wherever i go, part of me is always in the woods... *my 📸*

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    Last night it snowed, a sleety snow again, and now the ground is whitened with it, and where are gone the bluebirds whose warble was wafted to me so lately like a blue wavelet through the air. Thoreau’s Journal 12 March 1853

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    Denise Levertov The Great Unknowing: Last Poems ⁦⁩ L often risks emotional overreaction but just as often tempers the language with curiosity. The perceptions are fresh—once this was very important in poetry. Personification? That too. On the whole a fine mix

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    A love poem for the morning Song of Songs - There I Will Abide

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    In my long-sleeve shirts & lack of shorts, I’ve never shown enough skin to even once be naked and days & nights, my so-silent prayers, to shout one, maybe move enough air to snuff a candle or blow a feather high oh, pale brain, all periscopes & sonar, timid little sailor, you.

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    Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon fields; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgandy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries.

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    Candlemas It is not Spring, though we would have it so. Snowdrops form a dustsheet on the graves beneath the lime trees. The church is locked but I would light a candle for those who sleep.

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    What? I haven’t seen the issue yet! But thank you, I’m honored to be in such swell company!

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    She loves him dark and steamy She loves him with coffee and cream She loves him with Earl Grey and Oolong And toddies spiked with Jim Beam. The Kitchen Song

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