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Author Archives: alicebarrett
The Making of the Book of Kells
Some monk somewhere made slow delicious love to each letter, holding each word close to his hand, his face, his heart. Was it the sound of the letter that revealed its intricate shape? Slowly, after listening and sleeping and waiting … Continue reading
How Haiku Saved My Soul
Haiku instructions: Stop Look around Listen Smell Feel your skin Take a breath Optional: write a few phrases. Suggestions for opportunities to write haiku: In a forest On a mountain On Main Street Northampton In front of a fire Standing … Continue reading
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Lessons 2
Basho A burning sun slowly going down to drown – Mogami River Me One feather of sunlight settles on the icy lake gently gently .
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Lessons from a master 1
Basho Spring passes and the birds cry out – tears in the eyes of fishes Me Where summer walked oaks stand naked over crusted rivulets
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Theft
Theft The United States is a misnomer The Destroyed States of the Americas has an honest, forthright, sound. Countries steal other countries all the time. England stole my ancestors’ country. But I don’t live in other countries, I live here, … Continue reading
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Tagged 30 poems in 30 days, History poetry, Native rights, Theft
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Pawn Shop Mirror
This mirror has spots melted into the glass, Age spots like rust in the upper right hand corner. The glue holding in the glass is leaking from the frame. It seemed a good idea at the time, Buying a mirror … Continue reading
The Car Runs Fine: A Tribute to Ernie’s Garage
….and then the handle fell off the passenger side, the car runs fine though. The blower doesn’t work except on high, the car runs fine though. . Needs new wipers, the tires may just last another winter, it runs just … Continue reading
Spill Your Guts: Poems in Time of Political Upheaval
Spill Your Guts: Write Poems in This Time of Political Upheaval Poetry and Pizza Wednesday evening, April 4 2018, 6 p.m. – 7:30 p.m. Ashfield Congregational Church, 429 Main Street, Ashfield, MA If you have never written a poem, now … Continue reading
A Rainbow Fell Before Me
A rainbow fell before me On a dusky pale road. It sounded like a bird. It sounded like boots splashing in a puddle. . A rainbow fell sad upon a road. The road curved away Leaving her behind with A … Continue reading