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  • Gary Hunter

Sunrise Poet - Oct. 2, 2022

don’t call him at dawn

or knock even if

the lights are still on

he’s up

but unavailable

already gone

to a world the bans

casual conversation

he’s sent invitations

in his dreams

to bring words together

phrases who never met before

ideas that live far apart

and how does

any poem start

but with a party

of strangers

dancing on paper


who will become

fast friends

before it’s all over


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I drain the pool’s water with a pump that must be unplugged before it sucks air at the same time shedding lots of slippery ideas to hopefully leave a good one then it’s critical when filling the pool

No Clouds in a Blue Sky - Oct. 31, 2022

it’s a dog nap afternoon but I’ll keep my eyes open for awhile follow thoughts that drag through windless leaves everything heat-stilled how can there be poetry without movement no clouds in a blue sk

haiku - Oct. 30, 2022

God meet Amazon on the couch, with my fingers flipping through idols


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