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New Noticing
New Noticing a tanka sequence (rensaku) Big change no—giant adjustment Now a cane I watch every step asphalt instead of sky Slender cracks where sturdy…
24 hrs ago
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Amrita Skye Blaine
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My Father’s Spice
My Father’s Spice Signature arctic wiry hair, his pride among balding friends Carried a leather briefcase washed his Lincoln with care on weekends…
Sep 20
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Amrita Skye Blaine
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Contagion
Contagion Kind words easing out may not be met yet I must stay with them compassion is needed I signal a lane change driver flips me the finger Young…
Sep 19
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Amrita Skye Blaine
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The Poet’s Work
The Poet's Work Look for what you notice but no one else sees. —Rick Rubin Spider's thread catches a twig ant shoulders a load twice its size whir of…
Sep 18
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Amrita Skye Blaine
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Summer’s Ready
Summer’s Ready The gift of a bright warm day already autumn’s hint, a subtle chill Filling feeders again squirrels, birds, their final fattening Our…
Sep 17
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Amrita Skye Blaine
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Homesick
Homesick When young, I longed for the ineffable, a becalmed heart yearned and searched— Was it in this beloved? that house or longed-for object? Were…
Sep 16
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Amrita Skye Blaine
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I am
I am an aperture an opening a doorway as are you— the light of knowing pours through no matter how veiled we are aware that we are Spasms knife down my…
Sep 15
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Amrita Skye Blaine
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Learning New Words at Eighty
Learning New Words at Eighty Metonymy, synecdoche, even irony I couldn’t define Now I’m asked to find them, use them pronounce them make them mine I…
Sep 14
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Amrita Skye Blaine
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Bagging Gold
Bagging Gold It’s human instinct to hold it close except, for this gold, primary knowing, no “it” no touch taste sound sight smell yet gold remains…
Sep 13
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Amrita Skye Blaine
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We don’t get what we want
We don’t get what we want we get what we’re given often not asked for sometimes grief with no floor other times joy’s jubilation or severing pain What…
Sep 12
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Amrita Skye Blaine
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Morning’s Warmth
Morning’s Warmth Sunflowers face summer’s end, they stay east in morning’s light, as do I old bones choose to soak up sun’s warmth
Sep 11
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Amrita Skye Blaine
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Slant of Light
Slant of Light Late in the afternoon a favorite slant of light It tickles the firethorn invites sunflowers to turn shifts jasmine’s white to cream dusts…
Sep 10
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Amrita Skye Blaine
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