Morgan Michaels


Poems of Morgan Michaels

761. Smile 12/28/2013
762. So 10/15/2012
763. Song 2/2/2012
764. Song* 5/20/2012
765. Song** 9/7/2014
766. Sonnet #43 12/17/2012
767. Sonnet 401K 5/9/2013
768. Sonnet 45 2/3/2013
769. Sonnet7 11/18/2012
770. SonnetX 7/27/2012
771. SonnetXY 8/3/2012
772. Spider 3/2/2012
773. Spring Cleaning 4/21/2012
774. St. George 2/22/2012
775. Still Life 4/27/2013
776. Stone Guest 1/28/2014
777. Stuart 2/28/2012
778. Suddenly -new- 10/15/2014
779. Sunflower 8/4/2013
780. Sunflowers 8/11/2014

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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