Let the Brook flow to See,
Stale Knowledge be Kept at Bay:
Today the Split Would was Stacked
Crosswise into Networks of temples.
emily dickinson 1210 psalm 58:7
10 Wednesday Dec 2014
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Let the Brook flow to See,
Stale Knowledge be Kept at Bay:
Today the Split Would was Stacked
Crosswise into Networks of temples.
emily dickinson 1210 psalm 58:7
07 Sunday Dec 2014
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ann
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ivy is draped from the branch
of the hackberry; birds, constant
commute from its arteries;
we were given what we were given to see
06 Saturday Dec 2014
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. . . . . . .
how many thoughts inhabit a tree —
how many birds fly limb to limb —
travel one quadrant to another
05 Friday Dec 2014
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miriam
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what is needed to save a tree
may not be tenacity
or perspicacity
as much as capacity to see
brevity in the limbs within the brain’s
crown and sound in its flight
03 Wednesday Dec 2014
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jubilant, joyful — we are made in pieces
pick them up in my hand again,
so it was in the Beginning, with the Suitcase
and the children. and the hands, the hand extended —
and also, oh. Yes, here, it is — somehow
fischio — whistle —
and Sunshine
countenance.
…
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Emily Dickinson Psalm 51
03 Wednesday Dec 2014
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that these houses are not large enough —
wiped off, scraped off, shaved off
as they are, like smirks
with the side of the hand,
the debris deposited into receptacle:
EARTH FIRST
03 Wednesday Dec 2014
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like certain diseases it atrophies
from the top down despite interventions
at the crown stationary
a difficult spot for a tree
to be — third one to have been
planted there — sentry
02 Tuesday Dec 2014
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after pieces again strewn
across floor
small pitcher, plate, vase
– the Brain will not comply –
i see my own eye – lashes
numerous as legs of centipede –
dashes – iris – circle –
within my own closed eye.