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<title>April 2026 Poems</title>
			<description> 1. Being Late

The clock&#38;#39;s ticking louder 
and I&#226;m behind,
with shoes half-tied, I&#38;#39;m  
trying to find a reason 
why time keeps slipping away;
for minutes turn sharp 
and refuse to stay, useless
I chase the moments 
that won&#226;t rewind.

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2. Early

Early is the sky
stretching its bluish bones
while the day breaks, and
the world, unfinished and soft,
promises in whispers,
&#38;#34;Come, see, 
what your today
might become.&#38;#34;


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			<pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2026 14:35:35 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>After You</title>
			<description>You went with your eyes open
I closed them 
with my tears
when breath left you
I held my breath, too.

And now, 
I am a hollowed stump
stuck inside
this shell of a house
where I miss my words
and all words
miss me.
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			<pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2020 10:31:36 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Letting Go</title>
			<description>I cup my hands to catch
a few drops of water
from the tap or the rain
just to hear
the sound.

Bubbles rise, and I let go
enjoying the whoosh of 
leave-taking 
of the liquid
and yours 
each release a kind of distortion.



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 April 30--release 
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			<pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2019 12:51:07 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Traffic</title>
			<description>Done with waiting,
I take the next lane
still the rush-hour lunges

and my annoyance goes 
from driving
to finishing things,
a need to close 
distances
bumper to bumper
one spiral to another.

I&#226;m done with life
being done to me

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 Prompt: April 29--traffic 
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			<pubDate>Mon, 29 Apr 2019 10:39:09 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Confusion</title>
			<description>
Do I know where I am
as dimensions eclipse
quicker and quicker
and I can&#226;t hold on?

I think a centrifugal force
must have pulled me 
through a flattened grid
into this slivered life

to rush like Alice
without a thought,
to fall down the hole
after a madcap rabbit

and splay onto this world.
Now, from within 
a garbled voice asks,
&#226;Just why are you here?&#226;


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 April 28-- difficulty...[Read Full Post]</description>
			
			<pubDate>Sun, 28 Apr 2019 11:27:09 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Maple</title>
			<description> 

when the wind and
branches entwine
as lovers and 
birds&#226; nests
can hold on no more,
maple leaves turn red
in a fit of fury, fearing 
the many ways
of falling 


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 Prompt: April 27&#226;tree 

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			<pubDate>Sat, 27 Apr 2019 10:45:10 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Solace</title>
			<description>
that filmy blue
in your eyes
and gentle ripple
of your smile
re-tuning me
after fervent disputes
and all the wrongs
of this world

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 Prompt: April 26&#226;blue 
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			<pubDate>Fri, 26 Apr 2019 10:08:58 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Envy</title>
			<description>you admire 
my purple flowers 
their finely powdered seeds
pirouetting over 
lenient leaves

then, my non-sequitor sneeze

are you still green
with envy?


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 April 25&#226;green </description>
			
			<pubDate>Thu, 25 Apr 2019 12:32:45 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Rock</title>
			<description>now that everything 
has become the past,
no chisel will work on
the solidified longing 
as it lies heavy 
on your heart


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April 24&#226;rock </description>
			
			<pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2019 08:57:54 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Tears</title>
			<description>itchy dry eyes, and
ophthalmologist&#226;s drops
leak the irritation away

still, I don&#226;t like weeping
for any reason at all, since
nothing&#226;s permanent to pity

including me, and because
as an investor, I hold 
my tears in trust.

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 Prompt: April 23--weeping ...[Read Full Post]</description>
			
			<pubDate>Tue, 23 Apr 2019 10:25:52 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Liquid Diet</title>
			<description>her contours vanish now
well, almost,
in her loose-fitting gown
and frail body
for she sleeps constantly
after her vacation 
in the Caribbean
where she felt like a whale

it is as if a piranha struck
then, without her noticing
yet no fish is to blame
for the shame of a liquid diet
so I bake bread to take 
to her, thinking maybe 
it will help, maybe 
she won&#226;t stop breathing
  
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 April 22--bread ...[Read Full Post]</description>
			
			<pubDate>Mon, 22 Apr 2019 13:03:29 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Rose Garden</title>
			<description> (true story) 

years have passed 
since our leave-taking 
from the old property 
but here I am still grieving
over the garden I planted
bearing bravely the thorns
of fifty-five rose bushes
as if they were a poem each
talking the language of love

such risky business
on my heart, 
the work of a masochist, since 
a year after our move, 
I recoiled in horror
when I heard from
an old neighbor about the
new backyard pool where
the rose garde...[Read Full Post]</description>
			
			<pubDate>Sun, 21 Apr 2019 11:42:46 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Clouds</title>
			<description>
its glare dripping away
with weakening will, 
the sun peeks through
bandaged eyes
turning the clouds
into faceted crystals


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Prompt: April 20&#226;cloud 
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			<pubDate>Sat, 20 Apr 2019 11:06:42 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Gloom</title>
			<description>Some days 
I feel like an actor who
stumbled into
the wrong stage-play
for there&#38;#39;s nothing
soft or picturesque here

but in distant view,
ascending from dark mountains
with gunmetal-gray smoke
a mythical thing murky
red-hoofed, forked-tongued
out to make our towns 
and nations 
bleed

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 Prompt: April 19&#226;dark 
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			<pubDate>Fri, 19 Apr 2019 10:39:49 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Moonbeam</title>
			<description>as you stream into 
darkened spaces
with all your brilliance
and slickness
watch out where 
you enter

since peepholes in lace curtains 
will bend your glitzy body
to unlatch your foolishness
and mimic sudden sparks
hurting my eyes

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 Prompt: April 18--light 
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			<pubDate>Thu, 18 Apr 2019 12:07:51 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>In Retrospect</title>
			<description>what was it that you did
in your life&#226;s cubicle
for the company
or your prospects 
counting sand grains 
in an hourglass,
propping up ladders 
to climb,
wasting tons of paper
thoughts, wishes, deeds
nobody will remember
just to find out
in retrospect
nothing lasts


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 April 17--work 
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			<pubDate>Wed, 17 Apr 2019 07:43:19 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Ennui</title>
			<description>
The heat
in starched tropics
accomplishes it
when the sun scorches
the body
without speaking
straight to the heart

strolling on the parched lawn
I am missing every
incisive icicle
and the ancient whiteness 
of snow


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 April 16--weather 
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			<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2019 08:32:53 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Seasoned</title>
			<description>Have you noticed
I season my morning coffee
with cinnamon, milk, 
and mild complaints
about the weather, 
cold winters, hot summers
solstices, too many supermoons
bestiality of politics
and being placed on 
this third planet?

Silly me! After oodles of seasons,
just when I have become myself,
I&#226;m looking for a bright sun,
wishing to begin again.

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 Prompt: April 15--season 
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			<pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2019 07:02:05 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>Rainstorm</title>
			<description>drops slap windowpanes
like grief, in spurts 
gray clouds devour the sky
such bad temper!

and this restless wind  
playing tricks on my mind
while limbs break off trees 
I&#226;m splashing in mud puddles 

muttering mock curses
at stand-offish purple iris
and seeing cruelty in tulips
for daring to stay alive

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 April 14--rain ...[Read Full Post]</description>
			
			<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2019 06:47:46 EDT</pubDate>
			
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<title>June Bug</title>
			<description>wings strumming
flickers of light 
you, the roly-poly vegan

littering the night
prospecting love
greedy for its gifts

but in a scheme of hours,
a spider&#226;s web will be 
your undoing since

you&#226;ve stood out enough!



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 Prompt: April 13--insect 




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			<pubDate>Sat, 13 Apr 2019 08:25:58 EDT</pubDate>
			
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