The Mundane, Sublime and Fantastical: 165 New Poems (96-100)


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today we woke up

both of us barrel chested

we looked at each other

& laughed & laughed & laughed


it was funny to see that both of us

had lost all evidence of youth

we laughed until we ached all over


& then it became clear:

our belly muscles

the ones that used to hurt from laughter

had now relaxed, opened up


& now we have more space for grief

& now we know each other

as containments for much more


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one mother:

this is who you are

this is where you’re going

& this is how, when & why


another mother:

this is who you are

this is where you’re going

& this is what will happen

how, when and why


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yesterday my skin became the sky

& you remarked:

the sky is so blue


last night you said:

the stars are so bright


you couldn’t see that i was imploding

that the stars are a sign

that there will be no sky tomorrow


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Having already

lost a beautiful string of lettering

that had formed into a poem

I should take the day off


These days

lost poems remain lost

a requiem to one is the best I can do


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It’s the movement, isn’t it?


From a collection of recipe bits

to grinding, chopping, frying


releasing the aroma

from the combined bits & pieces of you & me