"dazzle gradually"

"Dazzle Gradually" 2016 poems, paintings, new art & photography--a diary, a discipline, a delight. Read over my shoulder as I post my unedited poetry ---you can see it in the raw.


Polly Alice

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Grit

Sure, maybe I'm
fine with being an oyster, but
I hate living here in the muck, and you
 know what is worse?  I hate sand
I do . . .
Bubbles! There is
another piece, and I will have to
suck it in and take it.  I have this special
technique.  I talk to it . . . Or. . . give it a name, I
make up a story about its life before
it was trapped here, try to make it
more bearable. Then it
disappears?


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