LIGHTNING AND FIREFLIES

Thursday, December 5, 2013

AS THE EVENING PORTENDS TOWARD ITS MORE OCCULT PROPHETIC ENDS

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AS THE EVENING PORTENDS TOWARD ITS MORE OCCULT PROPHETIC ENDS As the evening portends toward its more occult prophetic ends of candl...

THE EVENING DEEPENS INTO THE LEES OF ITS MORDANCY

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THE EVENING DEEPENS INTO THE LEES OF ITS MORDANCY The evening deepens into the lees of its mordancy. The broken pines seem more trag...

WAITING TO TALK TO THE RADIOLOGIST

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WAITING TO TALK TO THE RADIOLOGIST Waiting to talk to the radiologist at the Burr Cancer Wing in Kingston Ontario by a fortified lak...

THE LACHRYMOSE SHINE OF DAMP POLISHED BLACK WORKBOOTS

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THE LACHRYMOSE SHINE OF DAMP POLISHED BLACK WORKBOOTS The lachrymose shine of damp polished black workboots. The leather of the asph...

MY CAT LIES FULL LENGTH OUT SLACK ON THE GLASS COFFEE TABLE

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MY CAT LIES FULL LENGTH OUT SLACK ON THE GLASS COFFEE TABLE My cat lies full length out slack on the glass coffee table but for her ...

I CAN'T SLEEP IN THIS BEAUTIFUL STORM OF TEARS

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I CAN’T SLEEP IN THIS BEAUTIFUL STORM OF TEARS I can’t sleep in this beautiful storm of tears that keeps showing me how much love th...

WASTED IN THE MORNING

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WASTED IN THE MORNING Wasted in the morning luxuriating in the semi-comatose numbness to the last ghost you’ve seem returning to ...
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FORMER POET LAUREATE FOR THE CITY OF OTTAWA, I HAVE PUBLISHED MANY BOOKS AND POEMS OVER THE LAST FORTY-THREE YEARS. WORK TRANSLATED INTO FOUR LANGUAGES. WINNER OF SEVERAL SIGNIFICANT AWARDS, BUT CONSIDER MYSELF ONLY AS GOOD AS MY NEXT POEM OR PAINTING.
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