Dailies 6/13/17: mercy, coming home, dividing up books, & thinking about deer



Nikki Wallschlaeger – Sonnet (23) 

I think about deer all the time. We both do
babes called fawns in the English language
you just learn how to live with sickness
people who call seagulls rats with wings

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Safia Elhillo – how to say

in the divorce i separate to two piles**************books: english     

*****love songs: arabic
my angers***my schooling****my long repeating name      


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Pattiann Rogers – Coming Back


Whenever she comes home,
it’s always easy to guess where she’s been.

If she comes back racing, her hair
and trousers wet with salty dew, petals
and pollen from purple monkshood and angelweed
clinging to her bare feet, she’s been chasing
the caribou, following their mossy antlers
through the tundra foliage along the cliffs
by the sea.

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William Shakespeare – Mercy

The quality of mercy is not strained;
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest,—
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes:

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