Tagged: songs

when one robin meets

listening to old

listening to old
taiwanese songs in mom’s kitchen,
reaching towards an

old ache, real and imagined,
melancholy in our bones
.
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all the songs that you

all the songs that you
contained or
that contained you
could not find the same
equation to solve
the problem
of loneliness,
loss, not so
sudden
death
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: contained

between thirty-four

between thirty-four
and forty-eight, we are
celebrating birthdays
in the east village
tonight, stringing the
eighties to the nineties
from the jukebox in
the corner. most of us
will become more
repetitive with
time – for now, we
will rely on
booze and song
.
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leaning in ever

leaning in ever
so slightly over the pool
of cicada songs,

a ripple in the reflection,
an asynchronization
.
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the songs we sing

the songs we sing
to each other are
getting older, the
words sometimes
escape –
whether we mean to
or not, we take
a backseat to
the formula, allow
the chord progression
to drive us back
.
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you pour songs into

on Christmas morning

on Christmas morning
Dad gathered us by
the kitchen window –
the backyard was dotted
with paintbrush red

cardinals, over half
a dozen males in their
most social season.
their mesmerizing
chubby cheeks stored
many songs as
we waited
to hear just one
.
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