Sometimes
I do nothing all day
but stare out the window
and watch the garden
standing still.
Occasionally shifting her feet
or scratching behind her ear.
A sigh.
A sigh.
A...
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You
who laid an aching arm
across my shoulders
encouraging.
Encouraging?
Your face
peering into mine.
Asking.
Was it you?
A park
in December.
Oak trees and chimney smoke.
Did you ever know
anyone so lost
as I was then?
Lost in plain sight.
When you’re lost
you’re a different person.
You’re a lost person
who’s awake and searching.
You notice things and
you talk to people
you’d normally ignore.
There...
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by Kathleen MacGregor
A pleasant soreness
I am with today
Reminds me of how
We danced last night
Under the August sky
On the cool, green grass
With our bare feet
And flying skirts.
Smell of sweat, wine and white flowers-
Bats dipping into the heat
Rising up from our bodies.
Beautiful friends
Reflecting beauty, joy
Reflecting love.
Even in the waves
That washed over us
Tumbled us.
Wives of grief, of fear
Husbands...
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