Category Archives: poetry

Earthquake Weather

Posted on December 31, 2016 by randomyriad

The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty: not knowing what comes next.       Ursula K. Le Guin, The Left Hand of Darkness   “Looks like earthquake weather,” my grandfather used to say this often … Continue reading →

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It’s All So Simple

Posted on December 26, 2016 by randomyriad

….Remember you are this universe and this universe is you. Remember all is in motion, is growing, is you. Remember language comes from this. Remember the dance language is, that life is. Remember. From Joy Harjo’s “Remember” From Stony Soil … Continue reading →

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An Initial Attempt to Come to Terms with 2016 : A Poem, 2 Quotes, and A Song

Posted on December 13, 2016 by randomyriad

To live in this world you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, … Continue reading →

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Illustrated Poem

Posted on August 31, 2016 by randomyriad

I can only pay attention to one of these at a time: Mary Clayton’s early morning voice breaking, Or an afternoon moth spread on a screen door.

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6 Tiny Dragonflies and 1 Pink Flower

Posted on June 22, 2016 by randomyriad

The border between spring and summer does not exist for flowers

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