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Sherman Alexie uses birds in "On the Second Anniversary of My Father's Death" very well. Here's a link to it: http://poetry.newgreyhair.com/post/73767050056/on-the-second-anniversary-of-my-fathers-death
agreed, great post
I am intrigued! Are we to post the links here? Just so we know.
I am interested in these posts. Would you be able to tag them as The Last Psychiatrist? I like the rugged/street imagery the author uses, while also giving some leniency to interpretation. Thanks for the share.
I did as well. Too bad the concoction isn't green. But, perhaps that's for the best.
I don't believe so. But then, who would we have called to report it?
I came across one last summer, used a blanket to cover its eyes so we could grab the shell. But, a cop paid a bum to do the actual job... Which was disturbing...
Yeah, after I posted that, I realized I actually gave a back story... :) And thank you Lil!
Well, admittedly no. I wrote it sitting on my porch, locked out accidentally of my own house. It was inspired by the main character from "The History Of Love", as that's what I've been reading. An older male who is nervous to die without being seen that day. So, inevitably I've been thinking of ways this man may pass.
Transformation and Timing My eyes strain in constant pain the light too bright to bare, I step out to find fresh air. It is always sweeter at this hour, I fill my nostrils with the chill of autumn, the scents of decay and dew, my eyes rest in the comfort of a sky its deepest blue. The exchange we rarely witness of night to day, occurs with swift quickness. As my eyes reopen to my moment being stolen... The switch had been made, the barrier crossed, the sun sprinkled pink to the clouds, purple to the sky, quickly tonight has become last night... my last night. My eyes close and there I go, slumping like a slinky down the front stairs, with peace I release, my last breathe of the freshest air.
http://youtu.be/zGEDHMF4rLI That the math to understand coral reef design and structure, was found through the art of crochet.