Amrita Skye Blaine, author and poet

Amrita Skye Blaine, author and poet

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Missing Parts
Missing Parts They call to me I hear them still Flesh grieves Expendable the surgeon said To whom? I wonder Fifty-two years without ovaries and their…
13 hrs ago • Amrita Skye Blaine
Right now
This is a cascade poem.
Jun 14 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Who Is Your Light Family?
Who Is Your Light Family? ​ The thread is the clue— from your heart to theirs and back The finest silk so thin, yet tenacious ​ Not elastic— it can…
Jun 13 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Here
Here The page is where I live.
Jun 12 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Still
Still Drop prior Even tinnitus can’t take that away
Jun 11 • Amrita Skye Blaine
How does it happen?
How does it happen?
Jun 10 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Broken Open
a Nonet
Jun 9 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Topsy-turvy
Topsy-turvy Sometimes for days immersed, not noticing the state of my desk, my paint table One morning I see only shambles unfiled papers strewn paint…
Jun 8 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Birdsong
Birdsong Turning seventy, change— Bird looked at me differently and the contact began every few days my cell phone jingles Hi Mama, this is your love…
Jun 7 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Juggling
Juggling Bread-making day multigrain-sourdough-sandwich and Kalamata-thyme-Parmesan Two large bowls and four little ones holding honey, butter, salt…
Jun 6 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Loss
(the only picture that I have of the boys together)
Jun 5 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Lopsided Friends
Lopsided Friends 1989 Limping down the street Bird, tall, bending to listen studied concentration arm wandering behind Jay, smaller by a foot— twisted…
Jun 4 • Amrita Skye Blaine
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