Author Archives: mrsorenson

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Yearsome

Here and now I breathe in between breaths evenly spring’s syncopations. Then and there I quote a seven-hundred-year-old poet of winter. In hand saved from hell yellow squash and green memories last year’s and my next. After hard work’s rest … Continue reading

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Never Had One Exactly

  With a Biblical name and inklings out of Babylon how could it be either perfect or a surprise? Looked at like a decadent breakfast in proper piles on a colorful plate prior to the kicking in of appetite and … Continue reading

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Mumblings

A swath of generation several yards of social linen pulled not too tightly across the long table nobody sits around looks very nice unstained by negotiations. Electronically the professor scratches out first thoughts straightens out seconds makes fourths of thirds … Continue reading

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Free Spending

Along the sides and in the middle of the broad street of incapacity walk in myopic light drizzle ten thousand one-footed citizens of the nation of tension. Some of them want to ride buses but none arrive and none will. … Continue reading

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Back Again

Fence built between private and public space all eyes averted all actions segregated. Corazon just one word makes a song just one beat all day long driven. Me and the bird tapping you and the bird flown back again. The … Continue reading

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Sure Don’t Be So

  What the teacher does not know is muddled into an open discussion subtely swayed is her way under guise of democratic logic. The pastor of a trusting congregation selects a favorite didactic passage and frames it in pop assumptions … Continue reading

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Until All the Cities and Boats Disappear

In the city let the city decay, fall away and be rich in bird noise and poor as the first humans who ever lived here. On a boat on a lake just float with no speed. Throw the engine and … Continue reading

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