What women in love do

(We) throw off our coats to reveal bare shoulders
(We) dance in front of the mirror, imagining our beloved is there
What women in love do

Become unhinged in subtle and profound ways 

(slightly crazy and beside ourselves)
We become different and awkward and out of sorts
When we fall (for married men, mysterious men and holy men)
Forgetting ourselves in the most awful and luscious of ways
Women in love do the most interesting things

Today I am a woman in love(and my heart aches)

From the anthology: Things with Wings, 2001 The Wild Angels

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A death like this . . . .

One more time spring has erupted.

I pass by the trees and white petals fall.
A little boy says: "it is snowing momma! It's snowing..."

I kick at the trash and catch a petal on my lips.

The taste is bitter and I am full of it. A season comes around. It's spring, then fall.
Again, I walk down the street.
The tears fall like snow from the sky...
Things go round and round.

Some things stop. Stop.

His friend has died.

I sit with him and feel the heaviness of his heart. I am pulled down into it.  He weeps.

A flower tips it head to the ground. I know something is being born.

At this moment my heart flutters and falters. Somewhere my soul is being filled by the Gods. They said she died of heart attack.

I know her heart broke open,

so, full oflove it could no longer be contained.

A friend has died

and a death like this takes away a piece from here and a piece from there.

Until there is this patchwork of things that God has woven back together.

I walk down this street and all around everything has gone green ...

Next week it falls like feathers from angels' wings. I am wrapped by this cycle of life and death.

I am reaching and holding back.

I am looking to scream somewhere... Scream it all back to God.

 

From the anthology: Things with Wings, 2001 The Wild Angels

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Day Breakers - Haiku

Haiku Version

The day breakers rise 

Separating night from day 

I prefer sleep

From the anthology: Things with Wings, 2001 The Wild Angels

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