h d e rushin : Writing

heaven and it's violin

heaven and it's violin

A Poem by h d e rushin


I too am a princess in my low flame. Soft as a basket of net. Someone bring to me the madeup lovers of lovelessly where each morning the dining room i..
showing my age.

showing my age.

A Poem by h d e rushin


I think you can believe as I do that the earth is, in fact, flatwithout curvings, ridges or thebriolette synthesis of estersfor perfume and distance. ..
the promise

the promise

A Poem by h d e rushin


for laura
I wanted to write a love poem.

I wanted to write a love poem.

A Poem by h d e rushin


So here it is.First Monday then Tuesday accumulated. Can't remember much after that justmouthfuls of pleasure and farandole,where the men and women ho..
68 circle lane, valdosta.

68 circle lane, valdosta.

A Poem by h d e rushin


SIShad frambesia of another namewhere the rasberry pustules broke the surfaceof the mineral and she got lathered down, each night,withsulfur and culti..
foreshorten

foreshorten

A Poem by h d e rushin


to shorten by proportionately contracting in the direction or depth so that an illusion of projection or extension in space is obtained.
wetland

wetland

A Poem by h d e rushin


land areas that are covered often intermittently with shallow water or have soil saturated with moisture.
hatred now and now.

hatred now and now.

A Poem by h d e rushin


for the anniversary of the dying.
morning muse

morning muse

A Poem by h d e rushin


I wake up each morning at 5:30 exactlyto s**t my brains out and thinkand jot down words on perfectsquares of Charmin as if two thingstwistingcould spi..
Dec. 21

Dec. 21

A Poem by h d e rushin


the end is near.