twenty-third august ~~~~~~   5 comments

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tabby invents games.
heavy human head learns them.
tabby forbears, bears.




shh… snow falls, snow sighs,
whispering me my snow-name.
I whisper back:   yes.




close your lips quickly.
snowfall speaks the element.
you can add nothing.




the dog remains lost.
I search caves for my dog-name.
universe stays shut.



read…    The Pygmies Keep Dancing

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Posted August 23, 2012 by mishibone, braon, braonthree, sehnen in poetry

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5 responses to “twenty-third august ~~~~~~

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  1. Jillian and Literary… thank you

  2. Love your haiku–you have a gift for this form!

  3. Bye, bye Miss American pie…. don mclean …… that good old amerikan pie. made of owning your own home, 2 and a third children, some degree of financial stability, some degree of freedom to run your own home in your own way, to increase your income if you wish, to drive a car, to some level of self-determination. I said good-bye to that juicy pie full of home-grown amerikan apples long ago, when I was twenty-six years old, single, and pregnant. I didn’t know at the time of course that I was watching the pie be snatched away from me and eaten all up by others. I thought all was temporary. I thought the plate would be passed round to me again, and that I, one day, would get my generous and sweet slice. but nowI’m fifty-eight. in thirty-two years below the poverty line, I have never had another shot at that pie, and I never will. those of you who’ve got your slice, or even half of it, have no clue what it’s like to be the beggar at the feast and be denied all but the crumbs. you have no clue, and you don’t want to.

  4. Cyril…. oh, you’re so right. those who never got the pie snatched away from them have no clue, and they have no WISH to have a clue. they want to call us whiners or malingerers or even failures. It was snatched away from me when I was 32 (a little later than for you), and I too thought it was temporary, that I would soon be able to snatch it back. I hope you’ll come to my website often and leave me such like-thinking messages. anne

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