September 2012
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Preservation Haiku
sixth plea for the life of Van Nguyen Elevated birds; Plants photosynthesising; No execution. We celebrate birth To enrich the biosphere; No execution. Eyes preserve distance; Up close makes large of the small; No execution. The grime wasn’t there; Rain over the window pane; No execution. The boat cuts water; Its wake is soon forgotten. No execution. The curved horizon; The intactness of...
Sep 27th
Sep 27th
“When I was a little kid, I would creep downstairs to the piano and write...”
– Emily Haines to Mobile Jam Fest (via fuckyeahemilyhaines) (via youarebonbon, )
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“Yes, I’m nervous. You’ll find in time most people are. They simply learn better...”
– Gregory Maguire, “Son of a Witch” Via The Simian Line (via leda-swanson)
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Ten Minutes North of Mile Marker 38
Geologists on edge from shifts minute  and seismic. Rapacious gaps in earth tolerate  lupine, monkey bush, and wild radish  knowing these temporal anchors  are no sutures. Bless those geologists  hard at work. Sure-footed, they push  the present into the future  having lived most vividly in the past.  And there, you watching, allow friends comfort  in their calculations of you - fortitude and...
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Sep 19th
I Am A Natural Wonder
I turn the seasons backwards and after only a few years nobody can tell the difference. Instead of boring you with the new leaf patterns I’ll just say “reverse snowfall” and you can infer the rest. Now weather bores me. I spend my days practicing a new way to sign my name. I use cities.  Anne Cecelia Holmes and Lily Ladewig 
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