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Early drafts of poems I may never finish.
By David Powers · Launched 3 months ago
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Garbage Day
Life is ruined by the things we take apart. The things we build aren’t built to last. They are temporary things we use to get ahead, move on, move up, move away. All this work and nothing to show for it. Our debris tells tales that we cover up, plow under, push aside to make room…
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The Names We Whisper to Ourselves
There are names and there is naming like a demigod on Earth for the first time There's a bump in a name A jolt toward wakefulness Secret names that can…
David Powers
May 22
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Drifting
It collects like feathers of moonlight into the low sunless valleys of the past into the places where the light is so weak it leaves behind ice when the…
David Powers
May 16
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Circumspection
If there is an hour of coldness in me it is because I have loved because I have confused pain for whimsy because the summer sun can only hide winter for…
David Powers
May 8
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Obsidian Pleasure
As each fell ocean churns over a new mountain, so must each of us rely: We must leave our homes intact. All about us is fog—amorphous secrets and a…
David Powers
May 1
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Until You Find the Body
I sit up and gasp as if breathing stops with sleep and I need to suck in air to move Something big and dark and nameless cracking trees like twigs…
David Powers
Apr 23
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Like Disappearing
That ache Not a longing for someone That long press on the soul Not a desire for a perfect day Not one of these things that seem obvious That neither…
David Powers
Apr 17
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The Danger
And in the end we came through it all— the danger didn't stretch taut enough to snap back on us and sting But still the sleepless nights the hours spent…
David Powers
Apr 9
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