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Synesthesia (Previously Published*)

Persons with synesthesia experience “extra” sensations.  The letter T may be navy blue; a sound can taste like pickles. Vladimir Nabakov and his mother were synesthetes; Kandinsky claimed to be; Scriabin and Rimsky-Korsakov disagreed on the colors of given notes … Continue reading

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Dream Poem

All I have are words — egg shells & feathers, hollow bones, empty nests — to give you, numbingly, the endless iconography, litany/liturgy of love & loss, sad little hellish dreamworld I  less inhabit than wear around me tight as … Continue reading

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…for a strange poem that wants to be beautiful

These are notes for a strange poem that wants to be beautiful. It starts, you will not be surprised to learn, with the full moon behind broken backlit clouds, shining through in a pattern that reminds me of the Crab … Continue reading

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After the Wind

It was a portentous day the sort of magic like a curse of misshapen noses or the illusion of pigs in profile sculpted in cloud-form when they actually were dogs. Puddles everywhere fallen limbs and the feeling that something happened … Continue reading

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If Wishes Were Big As Boulders; If Wishes Were Easy As Stones

I want to be your boulder with holds for your hands and feet, big enough for you to climb, strong enough to support you and tall enough to give you a view beyond the cedar thicket. I want to be … Continue reading

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Scituate

So much I wanted to say and do. We walked the beach to the stilt houses and beneath them wondering if they were starting to lean and what it would take to knock them over and sweep them to sea. … Continue reading

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The Island

This is how I read — lips mouthing the words, fingers tracing the lines — the atlas of forbidden places. One time we made it there corporeally. Our island rose from the sea.

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