Posts by ayazdarylnielsen

overcast evening

By on Mar 29, 2020 in Poetry | 1 comment

  overcast evening the last five syllables of a day like burnt soup

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By on Oct 29, 2017 in Poetry | 1 comment

The cauldron of sunset Slight rain across the forest A tree’s calm presence, its roots deep under the surface of things, hidden within earthen mold and a mightier silence A tree’s calm presence, a tree’s calm presence A mightier silence of earth.

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Last Days of Uncle Arnold (a poem series)

By on Jul 16, 2017 in Poetry | Comments Off

  I see you perched on a  Nebraska hay bale   communing with your delirium while all around   the rolling Sand Hills gently beckon to one  whose life  was lived among them.       these Sand Hills, this ranch, home for far-journeying winds,  sandhill cranes and willful, way- ward nieces and nephews       Nebraska hayfield brother, cousins, uncle and grandma’s dinner bell       our rancher uncle as the cancer advances I drive the pickup on a last outdoor errand checking on his newborn...

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