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Report Star-Date MMXII.x.xviii (Bittersweet)

Dispatch from Sol 179, P3, NW Quadrant: Solar collectors still falling from cellulose life forms perhaps due to decreased photoperiodicity (intensity and duration) caused by planetary axial misalignment earlier reported by survey team. Computer simulations predict a period of decreased … Continue reading

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star crossed

she specializes in constructions using egg shells old coins and bits of string and wire he writes poems in pencil and shifts from free verse to rhyme without reason they live on other planets a million miles away and gossip … Continue reading

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Someday We Will Join Hands As Stars in the Night Sky

We are poets our fingers are verses of a double cinquain separated by the spaces between fingertips nearly touching through the foggy window pane.

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One Little Star

One little star plunging from the sky, too tired to hang so high, diving toward inky waters. It must be hard to leave your constellation behind, but oh so tempting to fall into the mirrored sky upon the perfect black surface … Continue reading

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In Renovation, Temporarily

Today’s Specials at Liminga Cafe Twice Burned You and I are parentheses New Year’s Day 2010 We have communed here, Gentle Reader, for nigh on three years, and in that meeting in the hazy light of words, I could fairly … Continue reading

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Starman

You’re sitting on that musty couch in a rental cabin named Tom Thumb (which is what you call the landlord who also owns the Dairy Queen in Rhody, Oregon, west of Mt. Hood during a winter so wet that mold … Continue reading

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March Morning: Crescent and Star

Every year it surprises me – the first bright morning, the first warm breeze I turn toward as I step outside and sniff the air for signs. The crescent moon and Venus shine, reflecting sunlight from behind the eastern hills. … Continue reading

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