Monday, 30 November 2009

Early

In this sudden light
cars pass like a tide goes out
a slow measured hush.

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Kayo Chingonyi
The Train Set Lifestyle

Sunday, 29 November 2009

I’m training to be an anaesthetist
the checkout girl said
I want to work with people
but not have to talk to them


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Matthew Haigh
blue horse poetry

Saturday, 28 November 2009

he insisted I have hot sauce on my gyro
and though he had a dusky face his eyes were ablaze
his smile cunning so I did not trust him
but I hoped he thought I was pretty

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Natalie Korman

Friday, 27 November 2009

A stray cat scampers by; I
mentally search my desk
for an offering

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Marsha Robinson

Thursday, 26 November 2009

playground
after the rain—
the sound of traffic

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martin gottlieb cohen

Wednesday, 25 November 2009

Heartbreak at Chattahoochee

Imagine the heart, a cold stone
exposed by receding river water.
This is the first sign of drought.

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Torie Michelle Anderson

Tuesday, 24 November 2009

the groundhog hopes the compost pile remains uncovered // he likes mangoes

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Angie Werren
woman, ask the question

Sunday, 22 November 2009

Cadence

bird on the high branch
sings into deepening gloom
just before the rain

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Tamra Hayes
Laughing Dove Poetry

Saturday, 21 November 2009

Thick green tangly woods
soak up the hammering summer rain.
Glyndwr's flag in a break of sunshine.

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Geoff Sawers
Pioden

Thursday, 19 November 2009

Wednesday, 18 November 2009

Tuesday, 17 November 2009

A field of poppies.
Blue-green irridesence
puncuated with vermillion.

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Beth Williamson

Monday, 16 November 2009

movements of young girls
rolling up their long hair
under the bathing caps

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Kirsten Nørgaard
stensamler

Sunday, 15 November 2009

Wild turkeys roost on my porch rail
around the time in November
when nowhere else is safe.

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George Moore
George Moore

Saturday, 14 November 2009

Friday, 13 November 2009

crimson maple
    on a wet sidewalk
redhead after a splitup

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Janann Dawkins
Third Wednesday

Thursday, 12 November 2009

Night time. The house observes the changes within, remembers all who have
sheltered here before. It smiles to be so loved.

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Jackie Morris
We Three, Ginger Cat Tales

Wednesday, 11 November 2009

Tuesday, 10 November 2009

In eight years, he has never clipped
his Samoyed's fur; when they step out,
he pretends he is walking a cloud.

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Joseph Harker
naming constellations

Monday, 9 November 2009

The lampost.
A bright spot in the life of a dog.

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Luigi Pagano

Sunday, 8 November 2009

My heart is this: not just that the kingfisher sounds like a telephone, but that metaphors can really happen. And oh, thank goodness, the kingfisher also sounds like a kingfisher.

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Sarah Selecky
Sarah Selecky

Saturday, 7 November 2009

Insect in golden sunlight
            late afternoon
body painter corksrews
            in love with itself beneath the connifer.

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Kay Fletcher
Inextinguishable Spark

Friday, 6 November 2009

Patio

The dark from the house
tip-toes behind me as I
stretch out in the sun.

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Jenny Adamthwaite
From the Living Room

Thursday, 5 November 2009

Steep rocky hillside;
a glimpse of silver water
through the fruit trees

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Jac Cattaneo

Wednesday, 4 November 2009

Waiting to go to church, a mob of sparrows hog the bird table.

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Jon Summers
hums

Tuesday, 3 November 2009

November

Pumpkins slowly implode
on doorsteps, and in the pavement grille
leaf-mould flowers.

Monday, 2 November 2009

All Soul's Day
a black kitten finds
the cobwebs I missed

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Matt Morden
Morden Haiku

Sunday, 1 November 2009

The Thames at Battersea sucked back
from its muddy grey gums, revealing
splintered canines of rotting timber;
crumbling stone molars; chewed up refuse.

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Matthew Friday
Matthew Friday