Tag Archives: Martha Beck

I Can Hear the Teapot Whistle

The kitchen table Is littered with dead roses And a spray of thistle   The whole day Has an undertow That belongs to someone else   Sadness is not what you meant To bring here   I find myself Entwined … Continue reading

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Coming To

The rage of azaleas Trim the porch Where you sit Afraid You will never fit Back into the box You arrived in   You want so much To return To find something Intrinsic That holds you here In the familiar … Continue reading

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What Vibrates

Sometimes it hides In the strange Hum Of the refrigerator Stopping For a moment   Sometimes It is the unexpected Laugh From the hallway   Or the rush of voices From the street   The music finds itself In the … Continue reading

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Tick Tock

There is a reason for the hush In the atmosphere You can almost see Everything stop from here The traffic, the people All thought Of the future You stand there staring At the clock Cut through every suture That used … Continue reading

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Dance With Me

Your funny crooked walk And the way you call people By the wrong names The way you talk too loud In public places And make the best funny faces   Dance with me backwards Dance with me forwards Dance with … Continue reading

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Nine of Cups

The first warm glance of light Cuts through winter’s skin Showing cracks in its hand   Secrets rising From within the sleeping soil Flowers in their tight buds Pushing, emerging, uncoiling The faint slice of life Shimmering green Across the … Continue reading

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Prometheus Rebound

We are creatures of the flesh Made of used and ancient parts Born to suffer the desire Raging through us   Fire eats the north Pacific As the sun sets beatific glances On the ocean Where it drowns   Finally … Continue reading

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