Monthly Archives: January 2014

Ashley (acrostic for painting by Perrin Sparks)

All forgetful of her own sensuality, So ravishing fair she stands, Heroic red-haired woman, see, with Lessons hard in her hands. Even her sculpture’s fair beauty Yearns to her there where she stands.

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Was He?

Snow and ice and snow; Footprints going up the hill. What will he find there? Ice and snow and ice; Here he stopped him at the top. What there did he see? Snow and ice and snow; Footprints plunging down … Continue reading

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Apollinia Acrostic

A-top the blocks of sacrifice, she Proves herself supreme. She Owes the world not anything, she Lives for her own dream. She Loves the sunlight on her face; she Integrates her joy; she Never even contemplates that she Is just … Continue reading

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All That’s Right

Oh young lad pulling wagon full of apples in the sun, Your shadow grows behind you like a titan till you’re done. The sun falls low and still you go, and never take a rest, Your face the light of … Continue reading

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Early Days

At my soft breast, with softer mouth intent, My baby sucks. He is a grabber meant For me alone, my darling ravisher. So hungrily he heeds me/sees me not, His eyelashes flick’ring, “I’ve forgot,” Must love I for us both, … Continue reading

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A Better Place

A storm, a tornado, zigging left, zigging right. House of Cook, house of Palfrey, stand next to each other. Mrs. Cook and her 8 year-old son sit in their basement. Mrs. Palfrey and her 9 year-old daughter sit in their … Continue reading

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Why?

God spake to all the women and the girls of earth, saying, “Whenever you get pregnant, no matter by whom, no matter what you feel about him, no matter what your personal desires, you shall carry the fetus to term … Continue reading

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