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Shelter in Place Poem, Day 8
Clouds, overnight, drifted and settled into spaces not taken by trees or houses. They mute the noises of early morning (traffic, birds, coyotes). A mist. A shimmering. An airy layer of frosting. It is a day to stay home in. I guess I’ll stay home in it.
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Shelter in Place Poem, Day 7, and fire poem study
Note: this piece is part of my long shelter in place poem as well as a “study” of fire for a piece I will write for an upcoming exhibition of the work of the artist Anna Kaye: check out her work here. Perhaps it is time to burn everything.…
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Shelter In Place Poem, Day 5
It is everlastingly funny that the proud, metaphysically ambitious, clamoring mind will hush if you give it an egg writes Annie Dillard in her essay about a total eclipse which she watched a hilltop in Washington state. As the “monstrous swift shadow cone of the moon” rushed toward her and everyone…
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Shelter In Place Poem, Days 3 & 4
If you google an animal’s name on your smartphone, say, lion, then scroll down and select View in 3D, the animal appears in your camera’s viewfinder as though it were suddenly in your home. The giant lion takes up my whole bedroom, startling me; a panda sits on our bannister,…
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Shelter in Place Poem, Day 2
“Shelter in place” was the name of a particular drill at the West Virginia high school where I taught sophomores literature and grammar in 2002, where Sammie who wore her hair in pigtails like a little girl once outlined her desk in Elmer’s glue, paying particular attention to filling in…
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Shelter in Place Poem, Day 1
I decided to write a long poem, a section or so each day, for the duration of Colorado’s shelter in place, which will last at least through April 11. Here’s day one. COVOD-19, 2020 If you are reading this, you are so far a survivor, not only of the obvious…
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Pushcart Prize Nomination from Cagibi!
I am thrilled to share that Cagibi nominated “My American Childhood in Reverse” for a Pushcart Prize! Read the announcement here. I am unbelievably honored that it was nominated alongside such other wonderful poems and authors. And this is what a Pushcart Prize is. I am not sure when they…
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The Angel of Death Comes to the Playground
March 19, 2018 We are locked out of the playground because this morning a man so young he books like a boy escaped from Denver Health and the boy may or may not have murdered another man yesterday so the boy was wearing handcuffs and his legs were bound in…
Kimberly O'Connor 