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What I Don't Want to Hear

My health insurance got cancelled last week.

This

I do not want to hear.

I do not care that I can

reinstate it today.

I do not care that I emerge

five days later, insured

and unscathed.

I am not grateful for the miracle

of good health which

is not a small miracle.

I do not want to hear

that I have to do it all

now alone.

My back-up man is gone—

the one ...

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Lilacs

Between the last customer

and morning light

in the parking lot of the Korean Gentleman's Club,

he picks lilacs for me.

Standing high against a warehouse wall,

these always bloom early, and 

he goes annually, covertly, in the still dark,

unsure of welcome by the

Korean Gentlemen.

He fills the car.

 

I imagine that damp, spring-scented ride home,

his fantasy of be...

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It's a Miracle, I Tell You

The staccato rain on the roof

The sudden parting of clouds

 

The silent worship of morning

The kettle's steamy clicking on the stove

 

The stellar jay defending the nest

The gang of crows flying off

 

The 100 bones of feet

The climbing of mountains

 

The slenderness of throat

The fullness of hymns on Sunday

 

The meeting of you

The knowing of me

 

...

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Poem from One of Our New Collections

Less Than a Second

Less than a second

is the time it takes to fall in love.

             That summer night

             you walked out of the bright house

             on to the dark deck

             ready for the next day's wedding,

             already celebrating every damn thing

             anyone could think of,

             laughter floating out of your pores

...

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