The old tree has died…morning notebook…

The old tree has died—
She lived for seventy years
I hold her last apple

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In general its always morning for me
Even in middle of the damned night

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“What’s morning like for the blind?”
“It’s opportunity you dumb fuck.”

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If I telephone you later
I’m going to say the same thing
The lepidopterist has bad breath

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Canio’s laughter as rendered by Caruso is bitter and sinister. No one has equaled that laugh on subsequent recordings.

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The freedom of notebooks:
No more diurnal hernias

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Ezra Pound who was a loony as a bag of fleas
Said “The Metamorphosis” should be read
As a primer on narrative—
Poof!

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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