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artifice

we speak in riddles and doublespeak
and half-finished glances
i am tired of never saying what i mean
and hoping you understand
me:
coy but ready
you:
distant but yearning
everything is artifice
and we are just playing parts


Day 3-Write about interpersonal relationships and the games we play to avoid vulnerability.
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Today was a good day, but…

I have not quite burned down this house
let’s call it a coat that I have hung up in the summer months
a house feels too large
and too final a thing
and I fear that winter will find mind me
and I will be all to ready to drape myself in old sorrows.

Day 2- Write a poem that addresses at least one other poem and/or poet by name. You might imitate, parody, disagree with, champion, or generally respond to the other poem and poet.

I chose A Good Day  by Kait Rokowski
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To The Stump In my Garden

Day 7- Take a walk until you find a
tree you identify with, then write a poem using the tree as a metaphor
for yourself or your life.

To the stump in my garden that has begun to sprout

Mere days after its branches have been shorn:
Teach me whatever lessons you have learned

How to give thanks for your still solid roots

And how to recalibrate the hardened fibres of your bark

And make life once more.

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In Your Old Age

Day 3- Find the nearest book (of any
kind). Turn to page 8. Use the first ten full words on the page in a
poem. You may use them in any order, anywhere in the poem.

Senescence is the great equaliser.

great men, average men,

men of faith, men of none

living life with the promise

that some of its secrets will be revealed

but all you will ever learn

are verbs like forgetting

and dying.