Sea Glass by M.G. Iannucci and W.C. Stacia, Jr.

shattered… skies cornfields blue framing stark contrast, abrupt from the hue she swept it away straw and broom a cleansing, a purging, unburdening detritus and it was the slightest trace of scarlet the wound it sliced as he hauled its plastic tomb to the curb ~ bleed, he must the wound, pain’s aperture the tomb, […]

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Frangipani

constrain me delicately in the fragrant beauty of this ethereal tether beyond nectar the sweet specter of a feather’s breadth of scent depth hovering in its ascent within the crystalline goblet of this essence decanted into your steady hands my decadence tempered and rendered in a slow surrender the ache and trace of Love’s petals […]

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Collaboration?

I thought I might step out from behind the poetry for a moment to share something with you. This is a quote from one of my physics students. She thought that it would be a good idea for the class to collaborate on the final exam. Needless to say, they had to complete their own […]

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Home

water drawn from the tap filtered over earth-stones, a cascading waterfall  of fulfilling light. dust swept from the porch, the two hands  that do not quarrel  over how to hold the broom. the washing of garments, garb of a new creation. the phone and door  go unanswered. money flows  only in the direction  of unity […]

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