poetry. mine. the lonely mine.
the lonely mine I move too slowly— lead sorting silver from mud-clotting vein. There isn’t a step in this quick-flooding trench I can’t drown. Clawing through layers of putrefied bone, fleshed from...
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eulogy for my daughter eulogy Not enough to fill my hand— ashes and chips of bone. I offer you— the dust of your body (dust of my body) a rose garden lacing a pint-sized pond where children will skate...
View Articlevideo: “Two Merging Oceans” by KentSmith9
Two Merging Oceans by KentSmith9 at flickr Where it says “Click here to see a bigger version,” Click. It’s a gorgeous, silent montage— simply arresting, meditative, visual poetry.
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