Tag: NaPoWriMo
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Day 30
you would think when walking through woods at night that we’d stumble — but instead we learn to find a steady foot, our own light
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Day 29
walking through woods in bare moonlight – shade over shade, black within black – I see what cannot be seen in day ask what can be seen of me
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Day 28: And the greatest of these
is love — which is not really fair to say, for the three intertwine when you sit here, ready, and build atop each other
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Day 27
a night walk is never simple – shafts of gray light peel back tree bark and find squirrels opining through long hours
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Day 26
you, broad elm, shaved down to earth – I stand now on your great stump, yearn to be your medium, tell what you will
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Day 25
I claim I know who I am and how, what to write down, but nighttime, wet snow falling presses me on that point
Poems from in between 