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i do not unknot easily

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

a bit of fun with form, feeling ee

Thanksgiving

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

i This way, the ancient ebb, first wave: when white foam tickled the drowsy sands between toes of land's restless lads; when whisper of time..

Blue Mountain Mon

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

The shack, gun-metal gray tin bent from necessity of living hard, nearer to the bone of subsistence. An old rutting sow rooting the garb..

Marley's Ghost

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

Ruddy bauxite brow scoured scarp of dark end rocks top the Blue Mahoe hillock the hard scrabble of dirt labor sun bent hunger mou..

Writing History, One Poem at a Time

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

The history of a poem is rarely a dull read. The few straggling lines that survive the insurrection are a poet's crack brigade: his legion ..

The Breakup

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

I A year, tears the heart of any connection beyond what was another moment in time, conception of happiness irrelevant to the perception of w..

How to Build a Wall

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

Brick by brick, barb by barb, the nightly thorns silence, crickets to the accusations counter-accusations passed across the no-man line's bar..

Poe, the Raven, and I

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

I have slipped to almost sixty, near enough to sense the dead season is just around the corner. My quickening horizon: I spend most mornings ..

Goodbye, Everybody

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

Where lies the tormented bodyof the Candy Man's wastrel poet?It's a complicated story--look to the sea, his father's stony countenance suggests,you wo..

I Know How Revolutions Begin

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

You them they are notus wetelling is notsharing a soul's understandingof commonalityof rowing roiling seasof sand castlesof sunflowers fifth symphonys..