Monthly Archives: December 2014

Your Side of the Bed

Your Side of the Bed It’s time to rotate the mattress. Your side is well worn from the gravity of heavy sleep whereas mine has only the barest outline, my small frame pressed into it invisibly — the tall and … Continue reading

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How Language Lives

How Language Lives In a universe of small tragedies, the disaster of a fallen leaf joins the brown-edged rose petal. Together they smell of death. Who would guess that a star dies even before its mirthful light sketches dying words … Continue reading

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Dahlias

Dahlias Today I looked at the photographs of last summer’s dahlias, brash faces crowding a London garden with lemon and magenta, a folly of profusion. How I needed those deep colors turning to the sun, breaking through the pinpoint English … Continue reading

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