Long Smallness Poems

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This foggy sky
darkly and relentlessly rains
especially for an early May morning.

He is not prepared for darkness
seeping through new-born leaves,
not yet full grown into this year's trunk-lacing dress,
soaking up from saturated soil,
slurping into his compassionately 
empathic...

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"The Calming of Her Storm"



My mother gave me solace
I fell into her deep hollows
to kiss the wisdom of her 
breath chanting quietly 
I still hear her 
nightingale birdsong caressing 
the soft fluttering 
of her tireless...

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Alice, did th' afternoon grow long an' dull; 
As your older sister did read an' mull? 
While in your mind, boredom grew- 
That you'd grown restless no one knew! 
That's what came before th' fall-...

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I 

See the phone towers with the lights- 
Glowing lights! 
What a world of mischief and sorrow their pattern foretells! 
How they twinkle, twinkle, twinkle
In the icy air of night! 
While the clouds that are...

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"Seeds"



Blue reaches reflections
touching ripples 
tears in time ephemeral
caresses fragrant Green my canopy

opens the light
inside me 

cracked eggshell 
golden-yoked sunshine
pale turquoise kintsugi
splintered paths inside my mind

in the smallness
of me 
something 
quietly blooms 

ragged yet refined
a gecko...

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The Epitaph of Earth may soon be writ
Upon the memory of a glory gone
For all things bright and beautiful, that inter-fused with death
Like harmony and breath have fled as one
   -Suzanne Delaney 

A...

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Sometimes we meet people who are struggling with their Darkness and Demons. 

As much as we can have Empathy and Compassion and give Forgiveness, we don't have to accept this behaviour. 

Your Path is your...

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I look inside myself for ways to express the beauty I see in front of me and know that my words will never be adequate enough to describe the awe. 
A tall majestic mountain range,...

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Above , 
sitting atop a crested hill
solitary , but nary lonely
Agemo is what he answer's too
but question is alway's on his mind

His twin , Ahpla , calls him a dreamer
Agemo has grown to expect this
considering...

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If I were not a GAY white male
living in the USA,
I wonder if I would have grown my LeftBrain up
to so easily hear 
Donald John as Head Pharisee
for privileged religiously-held Nationalism--
a totalitarian fake-idol
substituting fake-patriotic raptures
against...

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I was born into the weeping skies of July in this part of the world 
where the monsoon speaks in a language only the soul understands.
Rain, like liquid glass,
trickles down the banyan and banana leaves,
the...

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Across from the ancient building,
Overview of the roadside park,
Modern day mega-mall,
Chocolate delight.
All one can eat.
Competition stands mighty & real against the retail shop of day old jelly beans,
Mom & pop's candy store just drifting away...

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Magical, mysterious, completely incomprehensible!  
Is there anything more divine than a seed,
Any seed, large or small, any size at all?

Infused within its compact evolving time capsule
Is written all the instructions for the development
Of every...

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Sylvia writes, “I have the choice,”
And her words gut me like
An overeager pubescent student
With a scalpel and tweezers.
I feel the same as she.  I, too, 
Ricochet; I, too, document it 
In my journal and...

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From loftiness one becomes lowly
.   and from lowliness one becomes lofty.

Consider the highest of the peaks; 
.   it has nothing but rocks and snow only.
Consider the lowest of the plains; 
....

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I see you walking on the beach
with the shyness of a kite,
toes gripping the sand with eyes that float
to the ends of the sea - tell me

(why do you look to the stars, love,
when we...

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This city that made me
Strung together the mind and the eyes
So that every place I travel
Is seen through the rosy hue cast by its light

This city that nurtured me
Even as I desired to be left...

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Wilderness! My God at the wilderness
Always I have been here, but never this alone
Never without some means of transport -yet so I am
What choice to make, what direction for survival
As if I've never faced a...

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To My Grandson Rowan, Nine Years Old

            by Edmund Siejka

We walk side by side 
Not saying much 
You are tall for your age
But when...

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Who promised you life would be easy?
Who whispered this excuse?
How can pain be an addition to the life experience?
Answers provided are inadequate to the task.
Who will sit with you and hold you in the unknown?

In...

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(Subtly,
 
There is that which is
That previously was not,
 
A singular globule speck stemming from the void
Which by pure happenstance crossed into being,
It is almost nothing in its smallness,
 
But in its quiddity, it is...

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Cinderella Pain

Born for fame, to be a princess
Her gown hangs in the closet
A fine tiara and glamour shoes
Ready to see the glories of a grand ball
She knows that there is more than
these four walls, and...

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Torah: Black Fire on White Fire, A Nafka Mina

Every Place, every Space,
In ink, 'tween signs, ‘tween lines,
Everywhere He, Where are we?

Ask, "Mi Hashem Aylai?"
Not, "What's in for me?"
Descent from Kedushah is "I"

Ego, Ugly Mess, Rears...

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Hello.

(I no longer know what this word means,
But I take it that this will do:

You exist,
And I spoke because of this,
Because I know

That without you then
"Hello." shall come to an end,
As if you were a...

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