Tag: dreams
member name: Brenda Clews
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June 26, 2008 02:45 PM EDT --
The woman became spirit in the differentiated dawn. By an attic window of diffused . . .
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November 02, 2009 05:29 PM EST --
Chthonic goddess of the greening earth. Wrinkled, like tree bark, painted, an exotic glade. Process, the recycling of Nature, life emerging from death. An organic art. The mask's fronds . . .
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July 30, 2006 02:01 PM EDT --
...red spots develop under my cheeks, and as I powder them they become raised wheels, one on each side, which the thick powder whitens, six spokes, a central hub and an outer wheel, a relief scultpure . . .
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July 14, 2006 01:08 PM EDT --
I am at the door and they see me. Frightened I run up the white stairs, winding around. They are moving as a group in dark clothes across the tarmac, stark as knives in the glare of light. Their pleated . . .
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February 12, 2007 09:10 PM EST --
Not much going on muse-wise lately. But still enjoying my revealing dreams...
I am working in an elevator as a receptionist for a large bank. There are three of us at a long desk. As the elevator goes . . .
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July 16, 2006 04:00 PM EDT --
Listen to a slightly earlier version of this prose poem (5min 4sec): highspeed; dial-up.
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Slipstream, oh the tangled garden
Furrow in the tree. Leaf flapping, a green flag. . . .
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February 04, 2007 11:07 AM EST --
A crescent moon is in the back of my throat, not white, from reflected sunlight, but the dark side of the moon, what is never seen, and it doesn't hurt, but my throat feels thick and thirsty and so . . .
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