M .D. Friedman writes from the moment chiseled fresh with revision. He draws influences from sources as divergent as William Butler Yeats and the delta blues. His poems have appeared in numerous small press publications & e-zines. He has four volumes poetry available through the Internet Poets' Cooperative at http://www.poetscoop.org and is the creator of a new genre of poetics he calls Digital Poetry.
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Saturday, July 3, 2010
Everything in Beauty
Red beetles shuffle over glittering sand,
shriveled rose sheds pink petal by petal,
a limpid tear swells with the final closing of the eyes,
stealthy hawk drops with a thump
on squealing rabbit, the grumble of thunder
rolling down the canyon, yellow finch flaps
black girdled wings at my approach,
the lonely whine of traffic on a wet road,
amber mushrooms on a rain dark log,
rippled muscle of mud at clear stream's edge,
bump of bodies board the city bus,
magenta bleeds through umbrage
in the last light of day,
how intensely important it is
to celebrate each flash of life as it fades,
drink in what shimmers, embrace what lingers,
notice more than we can name.
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