Amrita Skye Blaine, author and poet

Amrita Skye Blaine, author and poet

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grief in old age
grief in old age a feathered thing beats its wings— I hear it fly in, come to rest sometimes it brings tears other times wistfulness or melancholy stays…
5 hrs ago • 
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not yet the end of the story
not yet the end of the story left arm aching like heartbreak weight pulsing, jangling begging to be the center of everything I dread reaching but it’s…
Nov 12 • 
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Selkie
Selkie Captured on land my skin stolen I long to swim slick in the sea heave onto sand swelter in sun But I’m stuck in this human form requiring swaths…
Nov 11 • 
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thankful
thankful The sorry fact is that we arrive here improvised and leave without the chance to practice. —Wisława Szymborska We may arrive improvised, but…
Nov 10 • 
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Baptism
Baptism In a sanctuary that seats 600 for mass, fourteen people gather in love, holding my Buddhist son as the priest’s dog Tucker, wanders A simple…
Nov 9 • 
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Funkadelic Fantasy Gala
Funkadelic Fantasy Gala Fund-raiser—1970s on display $135 a plate, we’re invited for free batik, bell bottoms, wigs everywhere bald men sporting blond…
Nov 8 • 
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no better work
no better work When the weight feels too heavy I drop into the well listen absorb abide Savor and accept the hard bits In the abyss I befriend weep if I…
Nov 7 • 
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the first
the first rain sluiced down, a freshening, needed life-giving monsoon and with it, maple leaves in fall finery a magic sidewalk mosaic—sunlit yellow…
Nov 6 • 
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the dilemma
the dilemma the daffodil nods in the breeze with its neighbor the leader of migrating geese tires, falls back in formation another moves forward to…
Nov 5 • 
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looking for me
looking for me It’s coming—big time unending time, upending time no time Eternity
Nov 4 • 
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rest
rest I need rest, in the placeless place before this splendid messy chaos erupts To let the background big field of knowing slip into mind’s foreground…
Nov 3 • 
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meeting
meeting Today is always gone tomorrow.
Nov 2 • 
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