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Singing Bird Haibun “Sitting quietly, doing nothing, spring comes,  and the grass grows by itself.” Basho It is not a stee...

Poems from a Previous Me – 1968 (Thoughts on the War in Vietnam)     Mary Lou Nielsen I. Dylan Thomas Breathes Again Summertime...

                                                         The Botanist From the bus, she bird-walked the narrow parking strips, gr...

She Dreams Awake While He's Working                              She walks on the railroad ties whispering his name, whis...

Anne the Fig Damn. Is lonely. Is oldest and only one. Is alive. And others is half. Alive. Clotted with love. And blood. What ...

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.  In Mind's Eye Through my dull green Paned window I observe a home That fissures a line Within me, a horizon Beyo...

A POEM FOR MARION KIMES  by David Fewster A cause for bitter reflection (I think it was ’90, ’91) was the time I went into an antis...