![]() Earth ShakeA Poem by Brooke Wake![]() Sometimes we feel seismic clutter a little too closely near our souls. And we must listen to it.![]() The earth shakes In anticipation of a land slide As does my body shudder just Before an arrhythmia of awakening As the topography of normal Threatens to bust through the plasticine crust Of old skin The ripping of the scab lingers long After the original pulse of pain.
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6 Reviews Added on March 5, 2011 Last Updated on March 5, 2011 Author![]() Brooke WakeOlympiaAboutAnecdotal tea parties and laying around on the floor. Bare light bulbs and red, spacious, manual transportation. Cats and garlic. Mountains and words. The narrow spaces between us. Do not copy .. more..Writing
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