Morgan Michaels


Morgan Michaels Poems

81. 183 11/15/2012
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86. 19 8/29/2012
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96. 19th-Century Haiku 9/9/2014
97. 2 Ukoh 5/21/2013
98. 20 8/29/2012
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101. 2013 10/14/2013
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103. 21 8/30/2012
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105. 23 (Skidoo) 9/9/2012
106. 25 9/12/2012
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110. 29 9/15/2012
111. 3 Shirts 2/26/2013
112. 3 Ukiah 4/28/2013
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Best Poem of Morgan Michaels

Under Heavan

Clouds under heaven fly
Winds over meadow hie
Through kept field and forest wild
Rambles my motherless child.

Leaves along the alley fly
Over the valley ravens cry
Higher than the mountain lies
The land of the heart's desire.


Hesse

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Uprisings

Up slides the blind and out of remotest heaven
from a perlmutter sky
falls the pure, the Brownian, upward drifting snow
casually but surely, in high-blown whorls;
on the rail has settled a bluish inch.
'It's cold', croaks the bird, on yellow, thin legs,

so I rise. Snow fills last years rifts and sifts
on sticks and galls and nodes of last years'

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