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"I DON'T WANT TO END UP SIMPLY HAVING VISITED THIS WORLD"
"I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world" - "When Death Comes", Mary Oliver
My soul is still an empty basket in which I
still need to fill with the experiences in life I don’t -
Poetry in my everyday
My life is not nearly as poetic
as the nature of humanity.
However, if you weave the right words together,
anything can become poetry.
The life cycle represents how life is round
just as Keats once said. -
What the Fae's Do in Their Spare Time
Gather around rock circles in an unruly display.
Tussle with the cattails until the sky explodes with snowflakes.
Poke at the cryptic critters living beneath the sand of the lakes.
Guide the fish away from casted lines, just to mess -
Dying Women / Taxidermy Butterflies
We are like taxidermy butterflies
placed forcibly, neatly, in an oak display case
so we may be admired for our unique anatomy
rather than living free in fields of milkweed and daisy. -
What Everyone Said and What I Believe
Ever since I was a child I was reminded it was not my fault.
I was reminded it was not my fault and I would never believe it.
When my mother and father were set at each other throats -
Questions for the Spirits That Haunt Graveyards
One
Does a willow still weep just as loudly
even when it has no leaves to cry with
in the baneful dead of winter?
Two
Are there still more colorful flowers
Loves
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"Alice, What is Special?"
This was inspired by Alice Duer Miller's "Are Women People"
“Alice, what is special?”
“Specialty is difference.”
“The difference of what?”
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Emily Dickinson and the Church
Written by Caroline, 12, Hanover, NH, submitted by Steven Glazer, Crossroads Academy
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A Letter I Can't Send
oh darling, you'll never understand why i did what i did. I don't think i ever will either. i held on as long as i could. i would've held on longer, if i could stand lying to you.
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And So I Refrain
she talks to me about the paper snowflakes she plans to make this weekend, and so i refrain from telling her that my bedroom has been decorated since the day after thanksgiving.
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she who is quiet amidst the noise
here in the forest, there is a-waiting
a little bird, quiet and sweet
she does not quite understand
how they could have born herthese foreign beasts
