• Maya has a constellation of beauty marks on her shoulder They seem gathered together subtly, they could be bolder • Her reserved non-talking stares and smiles confirm her happiness The cats are afraid of her, maybe they know more about the constellation • Is it a galaxy where life is filled with sunshine...
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It’s 2:06 on 202 in Flemington Heading north Life is short • A truck with marble Made in Spain Passes me Life is short • The tractor dealer’s parking lot is empty • The American Flags At the car dealerships Used to wave much larger Life is short ••• Books on Poetry at Amazon!
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• Eleanor’s azalea is in bloom She planted it years before She could see it, from her sitting room • Aggie’s trees, for the most part are growing strong When I was I boy she would scold me for climbing on their arms She would try to convince me, that doing such was wrong...
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joan of arc hung around washington square handing out candy canes and marshmallow peeps! to the atheists and anarchists from nyu. the locals all knew her as joanie ramone, and swear at night she was visible from outer space. like coals of fire. she’d sleep with the saints in g-d’s grace one day ....
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Friends of mine from college recently got together for a show. Marilyn, our social coordinator got us all together back in December, after about 25 years of not seeing each other as a group. The December reunion was great, so we have decided to try and do a quarterly gathering. So this Elvis Costello...
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I fight sleep most nights for fear of being torn from a dream by an intolerant angel. like something ezekiel saw. with the face of an oxen. looking in every direction at once. that smells our indecision on the wind from the desert and descends out of the dark to destroy us without warning...
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an anonymous pilgrim, almost halfway home from the 70 sacred places, stands outside a motel on the trail of the morning, on the edge of El Centro, wearing a Bush Tetras t-shirt and smoking a cigarette. he coughs up core beliefs stuck like phlegm in his chest, forgiving those who failed him much more...
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The calming perfection of nature’s presence, if only fleeting, offers hope for the weary heart tired of beating. March 10, 2010 © 2010 Peter Tobia ••• Peter Tobia is a photographer based in Philadelphia. If you would like to see his work or contact him, here is his information: http://www.petertobiaphotographer.com/
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2010© Photography by Peter Tobia Bus from 1937, rusting on soil soaked in sorrow. There is a long pause before the question is quietly asked: “Is it over?” Changing beliefs are like wings flying south in temporary retreat, giving up what they once owned but looking forward to their eventual return. A suspicious calmness...
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February 10, 2010© Photography by Peter Tobia February Hands February hands bless these city streets with soundless softness bringing simple comfort and smiles as wide as the sky. ••• Peter Tobia is a photographer based in Philadelphia. If you would like to see his work or contact him, here is his information: http://www.petertobiaphotographer.com/ •••...
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