Tag Archives: civil dawn
Civil Delusion
Humor me—let’s pretend you’re not dead. I’m young enough to think I can still drink. To believe you think about me 30 minutes before dawn, 30 minutes after dusk. Not all promises will be broken. You’ll make me laugh more … Continue reading
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Death of Scale Figures
Flip-flopping between Kerouac, Miller, Jeffers, Ferlinghetti, and me, she seeks an answer to her female question: Why! It’s a zigzag route—a skyway network with real weather leaking in. She takes it again and again: bank to bank, civil dawn to … Continue reading
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Off Season
Hollow women seek distractions in you. Numbed into summer is no way to look at the moon each night. That hill won’t hold all these heavy limbs and lids. I’ll be the one to rebel—I don’t want to be distracted. … Continue reading
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Junction
My weakest hours come too bright, too central, too exposed—take me to the blue hour where I belong between definitions.
Filed under Civil Twilight or Dawn Poems
Blue Hour
This cusp between a tint and the taint is where I’ll find you counting strings and deeply dug channels before dawn ruins the light.
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