We joined you at your table on the cruise ship, quiet couple from Japan, Greek-island tourists just like us except you were familiar with an island life and we were prairie folks from Canada. Your English, like your manner, was controlled and spare without unnecessary words or gestures. Yet your smiles were warm and spoke […]
Filed under: Joan Baragar by akublik Date 28 April, 2011
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I’m thirsty for the sound of your voice, as sand waits for saturation from the sea. But not to me do you allow even a sip of tasty hello. As sand waits for saturation from the sea I am a desert you deprive even a sip of tasty hello Make it rain, say my name. […]
Filed under: Sarah Anne Stinnett by akublik Date 25 April, 2011
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When the sun goes down sails and feathers leave the river. An empty planet burns in the sky as lights come on in the city, and ragged lines collect before the doors open, but you don’t arrive until there’s nothing left but chrome stars flashing from the mikes, the guitars, the drum kit, and you […]
Filed under: George Amabile by akublik Date 21 April, 2011
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In the half dark I watch his lithe figure like muscled smoke, leap from the curb, a shadow-tail’s deft feather balancing his flight under the two ton momentum of my Odyssey van, and when he stops, turns back, there’s almost no time to decide: come down hard on the brake, or trust what he understands […]
Filed under: George Amabile by akublik Date 18 April, 2011
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She’s slowly sipping orange juice. He’s at the omelet station waiting for his Western. Last night, they were in each other’s arms but this morning, if it isn’t fluid it won’t go down. And he’s famished, so he says, so he’s off to see the expert. She wonders why she chose bacon of all things, […]
Filed under: John Grey by akublik Date 14 April, 2011
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