Treasure Island

Morgan Michaels


Poems of Morgan Michaels

741. Slime 5/21/2013
742. Smile 12/28/2013
743. So 10/15/2012
744. Song 2/2/2012
745. Song* 5/20/2012
746. Sonnet #43 12/17/2012
747. Sonnet 401K 5/9/2013
748. Sonnet 45 2/3/2013
749. Sonnet7 11/18/2012
750. SonnetX 7/27/2012
751. SonnetXY 8/3/2012
752. Spider 3/2/2012
753. Spring Cleaning 4/21/2012
754. St. George 2/22/2012
755. Still Life 4/27/2013
756. Stone Guest 1/28/2014
757. Stuart 2/28/2012
758. Sunflower 8/4/2013
759. Sunflowers 8/11/2014
760. Surprise 11/12/2013

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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