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Ode to a Clepsydra – #poetry

Posted on May 2, 2018 by Kay Stoner

Ode to a Clepsydra To the alchemist’s eye, water = emotion, and so it is that our moments can be marked by the rise and fall of feeling, a steady stream of anger-eager-joy-hope-faith devotion to emotion. Days that pass without … Continue reading →

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Watch that WHCD clip with Michelle Wolf – #poetry

Posted on May 2, 2018 by Kay Stoner

Watch that WHCD clip with Michelle Wolf You will feel better. It doesn’t matter whether or not you agree with her, or you think everything she said is in good taste. She told the truth in a series of extended … Continue reading →

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Winter Showers – #poetry

Posted on May 1, 2018 by Kay Stoner

When the rain starts again, comes the relief. The relief of being loosed from months of being careful-so-careful about how long you let the water run at the tap or linger in the shower. When the rain starts at last … Continue reading →

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You live close to my bones, you… – #poetry

Posted on April 29, 2018 by Kay Stoner

You live close to my bones, you with your soft eyes that can snap hard in a turn, your solid arms with their sure embrace around my heart, every bit of you, from ten solid toes to strong-wide shoulders forging … Continue reading →

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On Remembering An Almost-Overdue Deadline For Work That Was My Idea, In The First Place – #poetry

Posted on April 16, 2018 by Kay Stoner

What must be done, Must Be Done. I can procrastinate all I like, plumb the depths of my lazy rationalizations all I care to, excuse my inaction with a chock-full calendar… But what must be done, Must Be Done. It’s … Continue reading →

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Aftermath – #poetry

Posted on April 15, 2018 by Kay Stoner

Aftermath I. Now, walk up the road, to see what’s what. And yes, Everything does look like it’s had the shit torn out of it. Because it has. Five major winter storms in four weeks. Two of them coming after … Continue reading →

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Ethereal – #poetry

Posted on April 2, 2018 by Kay Stoner

Ethereal The ancients trusted their guts — they knew as well as we (but were braver in the saying) that all we are, all we have ever been, all we will ever be, is made of air. Breathe in… breathe … Continue reading →

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Fecund/Fallow – a #poem of balance

Posted on January 25, 2017 by Kay Stoner

Fecund/Fallow I am searching for poetics between jobs. Like a displaced, untenured professor, cast adrift by budget cuts at the local community college, I languish amid my books, scanning the want ads, knowing I can do better, I must do … Continue reading →

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If no one else did – a #poem of passing through

Posted on January 24, 2017 by Kay Stoner

If no one else did, I saw you. Trapped in a car turned on its head, the hood sucked into itself, the front wheels hanging crazy like palsied fists of a punchy, cauliflower-eared worn-out boxer, with two firemen wedged in … Continue reading →

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Firewater – a #poem of retrospective hope

Posted on January 23, 2017 by Kay Stoner

Firewater Days of showers, weeks of rain. When it first comes, we’re taken by surprise. Didn’t anyone tell the sky this is the worst drought in 50 years? Days of showers, weeks of rain. the only consolation of running laundry … Continue reading →

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