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  • Gone the grey water with its yellowish foam: ice
    by EstherG 11 lines, 8 comments, on Jan 17 6:41 AM. In Contemporary, Nature, Thoughts
  • Pre-dawn I wake, and your breathing finds me,
    places me in this bed, this room, this
    by EstherG 17 lines, 19 comments, on Jan 12 2:18 PM. In Contemporary, Love
  • The sky must have pricked at the steeple’s needle – somewhere a witch
    by EstherG 18 lines, 17 comments, on Oct 26 2:28 AM 2007
  • There were days and nights and days and nights in the slopped mulch of the propped trenches. They carved their names in the thick struts,
    by EstherG 51 lines, 8 comments, on Oct 16 6:53 AM 2007
  • Lanterns tremble their yellow doubles in the dark
    by EstherG 2 lines, 10 comments, on Sep 25 5:44 PM 2007
  • The audience shade their eyes with stiff hands, a sea of incidental salutes
    by EstherG 28 lines, 22 comments, on Sep 11 6:45 AM 2007. In Contemporary
  • There was sun, and there was rain. Above my head, a private ceiling strung with stars. Underfoot,
    by EstherG 35 lines, 14 comments, on Sep 5 9:22 AM 2007
  • You thwarted my seclusion in a private hell
    of full-length glass, and fat, and toilet bowls,
    by EstherG 23 lines, 18 comments, on Aug 21 11:52 AM 2007. In Contemporary, Personal
  • Bright-beaked in the breeding season, they waddle the crag, / spread feet treading the purple verbena. Coupled like swans / in monastic rob
    by EstherG 11 lines, 13 comments, on Jul 23 9:07 AM 2007. In Contemporary, Nature
  • The white cradle of the clawfoot tub accepted your body. / In you went like a hand in a glove, / all pale and cold and bluely-naked. Shy of the world and its thin-fingered winds, / shy of the trouble of blood / and w
    by EstherG 24 lines, 18 comments, on Jun 14 6:54 AM 2007. In Contemporary
  • Once, from the sill outside his bedroom / she watched as he explored a woman. The diagonal kisses / he mapped on her breast, his forage for treasure. / Their pliant flesh and mouths open. The gleam of teeth. /
    by EstherG 48 lines, 20 comments, on May 21 8:15 AM 2007. In Contemporary, Love
  • She closed the door behind her, leaving you to explain it all.
    And after thirty years of thought, you tried. And if your two truths
    by EstherG 24 lines, 22 comments, on Mar 19 8:09 AM 2007. In Contemporary, Love
  • She used to be passed between warm-handed women
    smelling of sun and wheat and want. Cupped to a breast like a suckling child,
    by EstherG 33 lines, 12 comments, on Mar 12 7:52 AM 2007. In Contemporary
  • He stole her from the pocket of yellow
    field, slipping her in to the living dark
    by EstherG 45 lines, 14 comments, on Nov 15 6:29 AM 2006. In Contemporary
  • From lacquered glass to river glass,
    her descent to the water is recorded timelessly,
    by EstherG 41 lines, 17 comments, on Oct 30 8:59 AM 2006. In Love
  • The glass betrays us, letting through
    the sun, that yellow interceptor. I hate the mornings
    by EstherG 17 lines, 19 comments, on Sep 11 9:03 AM 2006. In Love, Contemporary

  • The stars are cold, Ruby, and don’t twinkle like they used to
    by EstherG 30 lines, 20 comments, on Aug 30 6:31 AM 2006. In Love, Contemporary, Angst
  • Eleven pounds.
    The scale needle pokes you and you startle, wide-eyed,
    by EstherG 25 lines, 9 comments, on Aug 10 10:49 AM 2006. In Personal, Contemporary
  • To be insubstantial is not easy.
    This is what the girl thought, mooning by the
    by EstherG 60 lines, 13 comments, on Jun 21 6:38 AM 2006. In Sad, Other, Love
  • Searching the mirror for emerging bones,
    handling the sheeted racks of your ribs, your hatchet hips,
    by EstherG 11 lines, 11 comments, on Jun 8 6:40 AM 2006. In Personal, Contemporary
  • It always seemed like a gentle word, ‘woe’:
    soft as the call of an owl, the low wail
    by EstherG 64 lines, 12 comments, on Jun 7 10:00 AM 2006. In Sad, Personal, Contemporary
  • The thin slice of moon shut out with a towel, slopped to squelching weight
    in a full sink, mangled half-dry and
    by EstherG 43 lines, 5 comments, on Jun 5 8:11 AM 2006. In Contemporary
  • Still you have no commemorative stone. Buried in clay
    eighteen months ago, the grass rolled up in sheets
    by EstherG 31 lines, 10 comments, on Jun 5 8:03 AM 2006. In Sad, Personal, Contemporary
  • Fairytales are rife with knife-jawed witches, noses hooked
    like unanswerable questions, faces green and dank as millponds.
    by EstherG 35 lines, 14 comments, on Jun 1 6:34 AM 2006. In Personal, Contemporary
  • Perhaps she shivered in the grey chill, stepping out
    of the beery warmth into dull
    by EstherG 33 lines, 9 comments, on May 31 6:30 AM 2006. In Dark, Contemporary

  • Your death would kill music. And all literature.
    by EstherG 29 lines, 8 comments, on May 31 6:23 AM 2006. In Personal, Contemporary
  • There is a painting that hangs in the waiting room,
    out of context among the careful neutrals. Each week, my impatient eye is drawn
    by EstherG 53 lines, 15 comments, on May 24 10:27 AM 2006. In Personal, Contemporary
  • Clenched in your hibernaculum
    like a green bud holding
    by EstherG 21 lines, 10 comments, on May 10 6:29 AM 2006. In Contemporary
  • The clinic is a playground with no play,
    the whey-faced kids grimly quiet in their lines.
    by EstherG 36 lines, 26 comments, on Apr 6 6:30 AM 2006. In Sad, Contemporary
  • Much like the artefacts pulled from the rack
    and ruin of old Pompeii - the shallow urns, the stiffened clothes, the coiled pets
    by EstherG 29 lines, 16 comments, on Mar 22 11:01 AM 2006. In Contemporary
  • Brought to commissioned fidelity from old stone, she lies
    in wistful weather-permitting permanence, bunched in the stern folds
    by EstherG 30 lines, 13 comments, on Mar 21 6:37 AM 2006. In Love, Contemporary
  • I could have called and called,
    but there were rituals.
    by EstherG 16 lines, 10 comments, on Mar 15 1:56 PM 2006. In Personal, Contemporary
  • He has filled the space in you.
    Are you buying blue, or pink?
    by EstherG 5 lines, 11 comments, on Mar 15 6:38 AM 2006. In Personal, Contemporary
  • Guilt is a bone-dweller. A thin princess
    with stone in her face, and voluminous skirts
    by EstherG 45 lines, 13 comments, on Feb 23 6:30 AM 2006. In Personal, Contemporary
  • It was clear that your cleverness
    couldn’t save you, though you tried regardless;
    by EstherG 28 lines, 13 comments, on Feb 16 6:38 AM 2006. In Dark, Contemporary
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