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Tribute to Vivian Maier
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
This started out as a tanka and became a cinquain, a related form.
monarch
trains heading south
into the trackless air
dew on the engines that push them
onward
in an untelevised
feat of winter olympics
the gray squirrel's
split-second run
into a back flip
after so many rains
exposed and vulnerable
the roots
of a sycamore
grasping the twilight
I am like
the birds that fly
into windows
I mistake them
for doors that will open
Sunday, August 28, 2011
I refuse to fall asleep
no matter what they give me
in the operating room
the nurse with the magic marker asks,
"Which eye are we doing today?"
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