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Take dimes!

He’d yell before I went anywhere especially if it was with a boy. He thought there were payphones everywhere. I guess he forgot we didn’t live on a Philly city block anymore.

Spring in May

Chalfont, Pennsylvania To rest beneath a canopy of sky Dappled by euphoric blossoms Pink as dawn and fragile ...

1809

(Celebrating the 215th anniversary of Bethlehem A.M.E. Church, Langhorne) barrels of light etched itself across a log cabin, bearing a magnitude as gentle as a dove resting at dawn.

peaches and linen

im 16 and i love strawberries and perfectly ripe peaches. i grew up in jersey and i love it there too. everything is legal in new jersey. im good at painting and bad at confrontation. i care too much …

Of Value

The skull is packed in my attic. Perhaps I should warn my daughter, assuming she will be the one to sort my life once it’s done. It doesn’t smell anymore. It took a soaking in bleach and days of …

The Tortoise

What did I want to do when I came back to write — to detail the drift — two wild hares a dead mouse, a tiny beautiful owl one of the hares chewed up and now this —a tortoise’s muddy back — …

The healing power of poetry will be featured in an “open mic” poetry reading from 6:30 to 8 p.m. Tuesday, April 30, at the Doylestown Library, celebrating National Poetry Month.

Statement: Growing Old Together

There’s a kind of love, maybe just compassion, that we feel for old peopleany old person. And when the we is the significant other of the old personit is love, it’s love added to the regular …

Sanctuary

Wind chimes hang high in the branches Above a roughhewn house on a hill of cedar Suspended by a single golden hair A rooster crows in the distance I wake and the vision fades But still the dream …

Trembling

It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.— Khalil GibranI relish days in solitudelanguishing in this estuarybefore being propelledinto the merciless oceanSwallow melike …

The Fullness of March Moons

Even during the storm, tonight’s moonlight is generous enough to wend its way through the blinds, shifting patterns on my pillow. So here it is, this full moon in late March, on the cusp of spring, …

Snirt

Snow soft and pretty on a windy winter day, pure white and undisturbed, it beckons us to play. Pushed by plows, the cars fly by. Snow blackens from the dirt, soon becoming something else, something we call …

Tulips in Midwinter

Thank god in the cold for supermarket flowers. Such extravagance — I bought three lush bunches of tulips, though I wanted so many more to mass in glass vases on every surface in the house, vivid oblong …

Winter Solace

In my backyard, trees tower above me. I run my hands over their surfaces: oak cast in flaky shells, ash in diamond ridges. After yesterday’s rain storm —a musky scent, hoof marks in the ground. Soon, …

Forty Years

I lay with this man and no one else for forty years or more. I lay with this man and no one else I love him to his core. I lay with this man and no one else since I became his wife. I lay with this man and …

The Perfect Knot

Last night I uncovered poemshid so well it took me fifteen years to find them,a ribbon tied around a packet of blue linenas if whoever bound those sonnetswanted whoever unwrapped themto appreciate …

“Golden Slumbers”

I am dreaming of golden slumbers And seeing my friend, “hey Jude!” I am dreaming that Eleanor Rigby will notice me On that day, oh! Here comes the sun It is something about her …

While Reading Neruda, I Think of Some Things

Those who watched him living didn’t know how deeply one he was with all of this. -Rainer Maria Rilke

Behind Our Eyes

We see the pain, we sense the fear We take it in, we hold it near. We want to help, we want to cry We turn away, we only sigh. We see the wisdom, we see the lies We see the truth, we compromise We never …

She will you know. It begins early morning, as the sun shines down her belly, blinding you with her glaring beauty. She is much more than divine. And that’s the first trick. She beckons with the sweet …

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