Tag: nature
member name: Umar, Abu Nurain
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November 25, 2007 08:27 PM EST --
A few months ago, I was sitting in the living room when I noticed a large green spider on the glass of my front door. This spider was beautifully large and well proportioned. . . .
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July 20, 2007 05:49 PM EDT --
We had picked up the mooring lines the night before. Now there was a bellowing wind from the south building seas and creating wave sets that smacked us abeam, stretching those mislaid mooring lines taut. . . .
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August 01, 2007 05:33 PM EDT --
My mother loved jade. She nurtured her jade with all the gardening skills she could muster, which, to be honest weren’t that many. She was not a country girl. Southern California amazed her because . . .
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August 03, 2007 12:05 AM EDT --
We were drifters.
Our voices had fallen on hard times.
No one heard us
As our shabbiness hid our nobility.
We wandered north during the summer
To catch the warm rains.
We went to the eastern . . .
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August 23, 2007 06:25 PM EDT --
I spun the wheel until the knotted center mark was in my palm. I lifted the engine’s lever and the diesel hummed as I quickened my step along the deck, grabbed the stinger and lifted the mooring . . .
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August 27, 2007 12:35 AM EDT --
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November 30, 2007 05:04 PM EST --
trees yawn shorter days
delicious mock rainbows fall
crunchy under foot
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December 03, 2007 04:11 PM EST --
Mob of marauding
White butterflies rest on plants
Hiding Fall’s ball gown
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August 29, 2007 02:17 PM EDT --
The best winds return to Southern California in the early winter. The day-sailors, oblivious to rhythms more complex than a weekend sunset, end their sailing season when August, summer’s last breath, . . .
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November 23, 2007 12:08 AM EST --
Surly clouds ganged up
The flat bottom sky grumbled
Bullet drops splashed hope
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November 25, 2007 01:00 PM EST --
Somnolent old tom
Rubbed whiskers on sun licked stones
Dreamt plump, careless birds
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November 25, 2007 04:47 PM EST --
Does the carved stone crave
The utter blindness of Love
As my heart's moist clay?
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July 23, 2007 03:37 PM EDT --
they came
moonless three AM
on a glassed and windless sea
a wavy masquerade of glittering stars.
wind dancer was lulled snug between
anchors fore and aft well set
their rodes slackened in the calm. . . .
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July 25, 2007 04:59 PM EDT --
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I think Big Joe was an eagle
he held the tiller of the aluminum skiff
that lugged a couple of drift anchors
steadying us on the Au Sable.
we were tenderfoots . . .
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November 26, 2007 07:09 PM EST --
When he closes his eyes
a fold of wizened skin slips quietly
to rest atop another tender pleat
then another and then yet another
until restive becomes settled
as lethargic . . .
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November 30, 2007 07:53 PM EST --
jealousy plots deeds
gardens embrace in blind faith
green seeds' histories
dining on bitter salads
empties the heart of peace
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August 04, 2007 11:45 PM EDT --
The wind is visible on the sea
As white-capped servants dancing
Waves rising, rumbling mares
Embraced by the sun’s affirming gaze
The one manifests as many, and the many
As one, . . .
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August 28, 2007 12:15 AM EDT --
The sky crackles swollen streams of flames twisting
Tumbling, growling agitated airborne rivers
That scream indignantly
At our impudence, tongues lashing insults at all things
Even remotely combustible . . .
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July 12, 2007 01:43 PM EDT --
Jar agape, top agrip
the stalking child shadows
a flying glitter of flaming beetles
While darkness swarmed
flooding the horizon, muffling
day noises, sparking
nocturnal lights of our refusal . . .
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July 08, 2007 12:57 PM EDT --
1. Ancient
Before Egyptians sprouted prepubescent
nipples sheathed in limestone pyramids
The bristlecone pine Methuselah
had rode the sun’s circuit
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