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.
Friday, November 4, 2016
dicker
as though it matters
whose deck chair would get more sun
while the iceberg breaks us
like fishwives dickering over minutiae
of months old catch
you pick the slivers with pliers
from our neighbors eyes
and ignore the forest taken root
in your own
this is how chaos is sown
I sit back and watch it burn
plane ticket at the ready
always have a plan B
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