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Eventually I’ll write a refined sonnet. In the meantime, bear with me as I learn from my many mistakes. Here’s a sophomoric meditation on anxiety. Great artwork once again from […]
Poetry
Would You Please Stop?
I’m sorry. I wrote another sonnet. My Secret Life When I’m healthy, I don’t feel so old. This happens when I work out often. I’d like to note I work
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The Sun in Poetry
The Gift to Sing Sometimes the mist overhangs my path, And blackening clouds about me cling; But, oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful
Enough With The Sonnets Already!
I had a slew of medical appointments in Manhattan today. This sonnet emerged while I was riding the train into the city. En Route to Some Doctor Appointments I have
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Sonnet for Scarlett’s Salon
For over a year I attended a monthly open-mic literary night at the home of Scarlett Antonia. She held the event on the first Friday of the month in her
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The Sun in Poetry
Mowing There was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground. What was it it whispered? I knew not well
What? Another Sonnet Already?
Walking Uptown Minus Your Next Dose of Sinemet Your legs give out…and then Manhattan grows. The blocks get longer…stretch ahead unbroken… You limp and know that all the city knows
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What? Another Parkinson’s Sonnet?
Appointment w/ My Neurologist “Have you fallen yet?” she always asks, In her gorgeous scarf and white lab coat. “Been feeling dizzy? Spit caught in your throat? Frustrated that you can’t do
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The Sun in Poetry
Evening The light passes from ridge to ridge, from flower to flower— the hepaticas, wide-spread under the light grow faint— the petals reach inward, the blue tips bend toward the
Another Parkinson’s Sonnet
You lived a rich life; couldn’t ask for more – Then whoa! The fickle Fates cry out, “Hey, you! Just wait until ya see what we’ve in store – A
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