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Haiku–Einstein’s Moderation

A little knowledge is just as dangerous as too much knowledge. (top: playbuzz.com; bottom moco-choco.com) 

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Tanka–Little Masturbations

Poems of myself rarely find their way to sky. Heroes stuck in clay, feet marching, lonely in place, like little masturbations.   (moon: etocz.com: bear/sneakers: pxleyes.com)

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Haiku–Maw and Paw

In the cavernous maw of human endeavor, I play with my dog. (top: izquotes.com; bottom: pinterest.com)

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One Answer

You ask what I believe in, the question hanging in the air like a flock of Vaux swifts poised to dive into a chimney. Any answer I give will be trampled beneath the boots of your dogma. But I answer anyway … Continue reading

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Siphon

Getting a flow started is not without consequences. You must overcome gravity even as you rely upon it. Avoiding a mouthful of what you cannot swallow is key.   (top: hikearizona.com; bottom: secretsofthefed.com)

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Growing On

(Note: this poem is from a writing workshop I took with Kim Stafford: “Daily Writing in the Tradition of William Stafford.” It borrows the form of William Stafford’s poem “Growing Up.”–jrs) I travel in concentric circles, it’s just how I’m … Continue reading

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Galaxy and Stone

I am a galaxy, I am a stone. I am a truth lying in bone. My emotions run wild, I am colder than ice. My big-hearted angel has paid a great price watching me stumble and helping me fly. The … Continue reading

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Penis Ponder

“The problem with men is they were raised by women.” ~Virgie Wicks (1923 – 2000) Our mothers made it up as we went along early on: they loved us, hugged up, scrubbed us, taught us our little appendage was a … Continue reading

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Beneficent Predation

(Note: John Muir walked through North American wilderness without a weapon. His agenda was simply to be where he was. But he was also made of steel and knew how to fight. jrs) Mean-spirited people flourish when good hearts look … Continue reading

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Maybe in Another Life

She is a feast of soft lines and deft nooks, a heaviness of promise and allure. Our silent promises cannot be kept. A sharp look of agreement would cut through the hearts of all. Promises we have already made keep us honest … Continue reading

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