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Cabin Fever
Snowed in
& out
the window
I watched a robin
flit branch to branch
pecking on frozen bark
& listening
a rustle
in my skull
a memory
of something
forgotten
& too late
I hit my head
with...
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New Muses for a Posthuman Age
Late last year I wrote a 10 sonnet sequence entitled New Muses for a Posthuman Age, the idea being to update the goddesses and answer...
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