afterward there is a space
something apart from weariness or relief
a letting-go of extra
a separation of sorts
time and tide and now we're done
empty as my calendar
buckets or the flood
there are other things to write about
i'm sure
ice that cannot find its way out
wind that melts only an edge at a time
night cars with blankets
warming up only by the time i reach home
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While this blog's original purpose was to keep myself honest in my practice of doing daily justwrites-- 10-minute freewrites from some unusual starting points-- it has meandered to occasionally include other sorts of writing, to address other goals, and to even include other authors. Now, its main function is as a sort of verbal/ thought outcropping in public view. These are not polished pieces, and most are completely rough drafts. As some pieces may be developed through revision, your comments are most appreciated.
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