EACH DAY A NEW WORD / EACH DAY A NEW PIECE -
ON HIATUS. It has been over five years of writing a daily poem and I needed a bit of a break. I'm not sure what the next step for this project will be. In the meantime, I am reviewing the poems written to compile into a new anthology. Thank you for joining me on this journey and enjoy the poetry.
Saturday, April 16, 2016
withy
willow switches
slicing through air
separately
we try to bend
the world to our will
with whipping wail
but woven together
with thee, my withy
we can carry the cosmos
in a basket of
limber lumbers
and hopes
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