Author Archives: mayifeelsaidhe

Sunset

Summertime evenings on the hill watching her play.  New faces, new playmates.

Tag! You’re it!

The setting sun, warm west winds , and sloping seas of wildflowers wave …

Those are called Queen Anne’s Lace.

Do you know who Queen Anne was?  Neither do I.  Want to walk?

Can I … Read the rest

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, & what
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X

An ex (or is that referred to as an “X”?) reaches out unexpectedly shortly after Valentine’s Day. “How are you?” she asks.

This is … surprising and I’m also left with a strong sense of déjà vu. (Off topic: I like the way the accents make the word Déjà look … Read the rest

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Last summer’s song is making a comeback on the radio, and on the highway overpass, the only metaphysical vandal in America has written
MEMORY LOVES TIME
in big black spraypaint letters,

which makes us wonder if Time loves Memory back.

Last night I dreamed of X again.
She’s like … Read the rest

Albany

Je me souviens.

I remember waking up early. My room was tidy and compact – tall ceilings, steam radiators, a flat-screen TV against the opposite wall. The early dawn light outlining a window shade on my left, and bathroom door to my right. I remember laying in bed, savoring the … Read the rest

The Cinnamon Peeler

If I were a cinnamon peeler 
I would ride your bed 
and leave the yellow bark dust 
on your pillow.

Your breasts and shoulders would reek 
you could never walk through markets 
without the profession of my fingers 
floating over you. The blind would 
stumble certain of whom they approached 

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