Odin’s Laundry

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And today in “what does this dream mean?”: In the dream, I was somewhere, indoors, with Odin, standing in front of what looked like a walk-in bathtub. It was actually a clothes washer, divided into two unequal sections. It was filling with water, so I quickly closed the doors so it wouldn’t overflow onto the […]

Daily Poem: An Answer to Another Persuading a Lady to Marriage ~ Katherine Phillips

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An Answer to Another Persuading a Lady to Marriage ~ Katherine Phillips Forbear, bold youth, all’s Heaven here, And what you do aver, To others, courtship may appear, ’Tis sacriledge to her. She is a publick deity, And were’t not very odd She should depose her self to be A pretty household god? First make […]

Daily Poem: Talking to the Dead ~ Elaine Feinstein

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Talking to the Dead ~ Elaine Feinstein When was it you took up that second stick, and began to walk like a cross country skier? Your glide developed its own politics. Last July, you were able to stretch over like an acrobat, to oil the garden table. The patio faced south. It was high summer. […]

Daily Poem: The Blue Scarf ~ Amy Lowell

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The Blue Scarf ~ Amy Lowell Pale, with the blue of high zeniths, shimmered over with silver, brocaded In smooth, running patterns, a soft stuff, with dark knotted fringes, it lies there, Warm from a woman’s soft shoulders, and my fingers close on it, caressing. Where is she, the woman who wore it? The scent […]

Daily Poem: Tasting the Light ~ Dorothy Walters

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Tasting the Light ~ Dorothy Walters It will arrive suddenly, when you are unaware. It will come over you swiftly, lightning flash across a large surface of stone. After everything has melted, there will be the taste of bronze and honeyed fruit, burnt cinnamon, something blue and electric in the air.

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