elizabethburnam

Irish Goodbye

Please don’t blame me when I avert my eyes Half-asleep inside melancholy dreams Just a few deep breaths…

taking a summer nap on a Sunday afternoon drowning in delusion my curious tongue, testing the…

I do not push the river I do not bend the trees I did not choose…

you consider, again, the burden of lovethe psychology of it”psychology” being a past you can’t shakethe…

cloud cover brings a cold wind thru the zipperand I can still almost hear the chanting crowd…

Even in pure, animal nightThere is no alternative to gladness But the taste of it is never…

In Seattle, spring comes fluttering its eyes, the blurred-bright image of blue sky drawn from a…

even if the moon has as smooth a surface as god’s winking eye even if we…

In a past life I was a dancer. I know this because I met my former…

you get this sanded-down feeling behind your eyes so you blow off work you drive downtown…

I want to raise hell and let myself get fat, to bar hop in the city…

What better way to say “I love you” than this: directly, in whatever language you speakto…

The groundhog did not see his shadowBut winter did not endWe drove him back into his…

Lord, give me words,I never know what to say.

ARIESWhat do diamonds and daffodils have in common? They’re both born with a little dirt on…