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Category: Poetry
Transubstantiation
How does it work,again, the alchemy that shapes them briefly into boats, and then the bonesof great felled beasts, and once more into keening copper bells, beforeI even blink? Half a mile out, the city builds back up along the margin.From "Transubsta...
read moreLooking at the Moon After Rain
The heavy clouds are broken and blowing, And once more I can see the wide common stretching beyond the four sides of the city.From "Looking at the Moon After Rain" by Li Po I fell in love with with storms a few years ago. We could see out ove...
read moreAll Along, I Laid, Halved
My third grade self played squash. My third grade self could have continued playing squash. &nbs...
read moreOde to the Sun
Shine on, O glorious sun!And never fail to cheerMy life so dark and drear.Whene’er thou shinest bright,And show thy brilliant light,The cares I know each daySilently steal away.From Eloise Bibb Thompson's "Ode to the Sun" The sun can heal. Just ...
read moreAbout Katie
From Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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