Tagged: counting
forty-two days in-
forty-two days in-
to spring, blooming and littering,
cherry blossom crumbs
.
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here comes month nineteen
here comes month nineteen
and a complementary
lost numbness, walking
.
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i was never good
i was never good
at guessing the number of
jelly beans in a
jar, and so began the habit
of counting everything else
.
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nine months and counting,
nine months and counting,
we wait to be reborn into
some semblance of a
post-pandemic world – the end
is clearly not at all in sight
.
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even now, we are
even now, we are
counting up and counting down –
the wait, our lives spent
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: counting
maybe there were three
maybe there were three
more sirens than there used to be
in the middle of
the night, even in brooklyn, we
started counting, newly alert
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: alert
on day 104
on day 104
or 105, in between
counting and waiting,
there will be seconds when i
will forget that i am waiting
.
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on day eighty-five,
this morning, on day
this morning, on day
seventy-eight, the waning
gibbous moon stayed up
long enough to laugh at me,
or console – its face was so smooth
.
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by day’s end, we are
by day’s end, we are
two naps away from
a full recovery,
two or three steps
from the sea
.
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