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Poetry Critical 2.0
Hey guys, Donald here.
In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.
But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?
Development updates from Twitter:
|in oil clad strokes|
Handkerchief moments, picked from pockets
of shoeless days, now suffocate
beneath macadam and tar. Tryst-coated cobbles
resonate the canter of lovers’ hearts;
time and life, separated.
Familiar to him,
water erodes, rusts and rots;
she pours over him
only to evaporate as shadows shorten.
Whetted, his roots search for her
dampness, and he wonders
if the breeze is strong enough
to carry his secrets;
releasing them as rain
on slated roofs, they feed the moss
that chokes the canals
of their escape.
Beneath, she rocks back and forth
unaware of the hiss
from those that breach her granite flue;
desire's whisper, silenced.
She arrests time in oil clad strokes,
sunny moments and bare feet
replay on walls
and all the while he falls around her.
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