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POEM: The Space Between Stations

The Space Between Stations

the sound of the rain swells
though the open bedroom window
as if every house on the block
was tuned not to the ballgame
or the fight but to static
the space between stations

deep in the center of me
the rain makes me long for you
the touch of your strongsoft hands
the reassurance of your breathing

as the rain settles to a murmur
I say your name, turn out the light

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9 May 2024
Charlottesville VA

for you

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POEM: Indra’s Net

Indra’s Net

I am reflected in you.
You are reflected in me.
We are reflected in them.
They are reflected in us.
Through you I become infinite.
Through me you become boundless.
Through them we touch everyone.
Through us they touch everywhere.
They are reflected in us.
We are reflected in them.
You are reflected in me.
I am reflected in you.

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5 May 2024
Charlottesville VA

For SU4P

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POEM: Organizing

Organizing

You find the people you can trust
and with them you push down on the lever
that moves the world until you hear
a ripping sound as the old ways
are torn up by the roots, leaving
fresh soil in which to plant the seeds
of the new world, the world where
we’re all free to be
who we were always meant to be.

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30 April 2024
Charlottesville VA
NaPoWriMo Day 30

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POETRY: Muse

Muse

Let’s be honest:
These days every poem is about you.

When I write about Palestine,
your fierce conviction fires the lines.

When I write about birds,
your love of nature guides me.

When I write about the night sky,
I see the stars through your eyes.

And when I write about you,
I can never find enough words.

So I’ll kiss you under the streetlight
on a night as warm as day,

wondering at my luck
under the glow of Orion.

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28 April 2024
Charlottesville VA
NaPoWriMo Day 28

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POEM: Tempest

Tempest

A hurricane sweeps through Iowa;
a massive vertical tunnel,
dark as night and fierce as you.

Somewhere ahead is the world
where we love one another,
but the path there is dangerous.

Relatives text in to confirm:
We’re ok, it missed us.
Everyone is safe.

It’s not the desire that’s lacking,
it’s the certainty of the outcome.
There’s never a way to know.

Another text: There were twisters
all around us as we watched
from our balcony.

The danger of the maelstrom
is worth it, though, for the chance
at a life inside your heart.

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27 April 2024
Charlottesville VA
NaPoWriMo Day 27

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