Category: Lady
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. . . Lady’s poem 4.30.2023 . . . My Cleveland Dog
. . . Lady’s poem 4.30.2023 . . . My Cleveland Dog Rasping, oxygen-burning pants are Drawn from his voluminous white whirled chest Hideous octopus suckers Stud his maroon jowls “Dog boy,” husband says “Dog boy, yeah” Dog bows his orange lion head Husband tousles and cradles his ears It stops and dog galumphs into […]
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Vidrick poetry via Lady via Dall-E
Lady ran these lines of Russell Vidrick’s poetry through the A.I. art app Dall-E. Where to, how, and what to do. Four and a half billion years and my nose appears, crooked. Venus and Jupiter painted on my hand. Purple, green sky swimming in sand. Auction of morning and raven of wind. Cathedral of dove […]
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Lady’s poem 10.30.2022
Octobers Bees fly by our wavy green window fuzzy gold comets on solar missions stitches of insects are more magical than sparkles And the light of sun on the wind water of trees olive diamonds flop in and out like frankincense Saturdays I remember pictures of boy scouts camping unloading Grandpa Ireland’s VW bus technicolor […]
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Smith & Lady travels more or less Aug 2006 – Mar 2009
Smith & Lady travels more or less Aug 2006 – Mar 2009 We first left with 70 pounds of backpack each — returned with 35 pounds each . . . quickly learned you REALLY have to want something in order to carry it on your back. >>>>> to chiplis (1 mile) >>>>> to chicago — […]
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revamped Memorial Day poem by Lady
This is the revamped version Lady read at her Coventry Library reading last week . . . Memorial Day We were recovering from Covid and me from my tummy tuck. We were too weak to mow the lawn, and it rained and it sunned, and half the lawn was grass, and half the lawn was […]
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Lady’s dream spirits
Lady’s drawing and explanation of dream spirits from last night’s lucid dream: “Dream spirits I saw last night. I asked them if they were manifestations of my mind or if they were external, but I don’t think they were able to speak, or maybe they don’t speak English, or they didn’t want to. When I […]
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new Lady poem this morning
(new Lady poem this morning) Memorial Day We were recovering, too weak to mow the lawn, and it rained and it sunned, and half the lawn was grass, and half the lawn was clover. I trampled a path through the clover to plant the sunflower rootings that came in the mail, the lavender before it […]
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latest Lady
Lady’s latest poem Visceral as a fresh caught cut perch yearning as the dog looking hours out the window for the car’s return I love you, I would say to my family the gulp in my heart tendered between mortar and pestle like the unexpected swipe of a burnt cigarette on the arm With some, […]
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the Liberty Lynne Green art corner
Libby’s Poem The bigger the dog the bigger the nose the bigger it smells the bigger it knows This is the Liberty Lynne Green art corner post. Above is her first spoken poem with us. She recited it to us in the car. The 1st refrigerator poem below she did last visit, and added to […]
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Lady’s word harvest this morning . . . 2.22.2022
Lady’s word harvest this morning . . . Some Moments Patched Together Cleveland for me was the visceralness of crawling on hardwood floors as a baby, late night Shaker Heights apartment stairways – being carried up thumb suckingly asleep – orange lights streaming past dirty car window – the orange Bug with a hole in […]