Tag: city
member name: Corinna Parr
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December 15, 2007 11:01 AM EST --
It is cold, so cold,
White-wreathed trees bridge ground and sky,
All diamond and pearl.
Beneath my feet, frothing slush.
Catch red brick to hold the fall.
"Tanrenga looks like a tanka . . .
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October 20, 2007 12:31 PM EDT --
I grip the pole to keep from falling,
Knuckles bloodless, palm aflame.
Swaying, swinging, music in my ears,
The floor shimmies below and I above,
Straining through negative space.
Modesty lost to . . .
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November 03, 2007 08:31 PM EDT --
Aslant, distorted,
Served to us on a mirror,
Rippled white and blue.
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October 30, 2007 08:44 PM EDT --
There are ghosts of leaves,
Dark imprints on dull cement.
Soon, snow will hide them.
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June 08, 2008 10:32 AM EDT --
Dry petals danced across the pavement, and I thought of you,
As I did when the crumbled sunlight fell against old red brick.
There is this city and then there is our city, the one walked
Hand in . . .
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June 18, 2008 06:25 PM EDT --
You could be a dancer, standing there like that
with your hip cocked and your hair done up in a twist.
The glare of the screen softens each wrinkle,
and hides the deep callouses on your hands.
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May 20, 2009 03:13 PM EDT --
You could be a dancer standing there
Hip cocked and hair done up in a twist.
The screen's light softens the wrinkles,
And hides the callouses on your hands.
They move like music; I want . . .
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