My last five posts of 2017 are reruns of five of the most viewed posts on this site during the year.
The Draft
All memories ignite, he says, recalling
the odor of accelerants and charred
friends. Yesterday I walked to the sea
and looking into its deep crush
sensed something unseen washing
out, between tides and a shell-cut foot,
sand and the gull’s drift, or the early names
I assign to faces. This is not sadness.
Somewhere the called numbers meet.
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“The Draft” first appeared in Taos Journal of International Poetry & Art.
By far, the most popular post on the blog in 2017, bolstered, no doubt, by a plug on WordPress’s Discover.
Yeeesss a recording. Such a treat! Not surprised this was one of the top five. 💜
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Thank you!
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Aww Taos is invite-only!
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They occasionally have open reading periods.
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So I finally broke my resolve to not listen to your recordings. Lovely poem and so strange to hear your voice…in my imagination, it was more gruff or something. Happy new year!
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I find it strange to hear my voice, too! 🙂In my imagination it’s quite different. Much better.
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I think we all think that about our own voices. No, you have a nice voice 😊
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I’ll have to make do, as I’m stuck with it. 🙂
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Ha yes.
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Thank you for the like. It’s nice to read poems, I write them too. Take care and HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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Happy New Yeat!
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So powerful
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Thanks, Derrick. Happy New Year.
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You, too, Bob
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A very different theme for you.
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It sprang from the same place, but perhaps took a slightly different turn.
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Numbers have many manifestations. (K)
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So true, Kerfe.
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