Author Archives: editor

Rio Olympics — near the poo . . . l.

I kept being alarmed by the language of a “reporter,” interviewing athletes who have trained and have proven themselves to be the very elite in their discipline. I was able to sleep after jotting this interpretation of “skill.” #MicheleTafoya While … Continue reading

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Thank you Taco Bell patrons

Etiquette Two orange t-shirts, in their fifties, occupy a corner booth designed for six, share belch after belch for our noon meal. –Todd Sukany 16 May 2016

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Haiku #61 (or so)

directly after the storm passed, firmament like shells on sidewalk –Todd Sukany 12 May 2016

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Haiku #60 Fog

Fog covers the pond like PC language. Patience, message of the sun. –Todd Sukany 03 May 2016

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Two Turtles — Haiku #58

Two Turtles pile onto the road slowly at first before they stop at my shadow –Todd Sukany 24 Apr 2016 Haiku #58 (by some count)

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Reviewing Past Poems

One of my students referenced a poem I’d written years ago. This led me to find that poem. Here’s another from that folder. Thank you Heidi. Accountable Even a slug on a window leaves a mark. –Sukany 9 Dec 2012

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Remembering the testimonies from Saturday night

El Dorado Springs Quarters of great riches wealth on display, walking streets, treasure hunting adoring the pearl of great price –Todd Sukany 20 Mar 2016

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Profundity

I love writing poetry as a response to things I find entering my eyes while reading.  Often, I try to press those thoughts into some type of universal.  Hope I made it happen here. Profundity Every life is the best life. … Continue reading

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Haiku #57

I was trying to post a poem to a forum earlier this morning and the site’s advertising rested above the header (impossible to avoid).  I tried to reconcile its message with the PC world of editorial comments.  Alas, this is … Continue reading

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Welcome 2016

In First Grade the complexities of adult life manifest themselves in any assignment. After a kicker, worth over three million dollars, a season, misses hard to the left, kicking his team out of the playoffs, Tommy understands and sends his … Continue reading

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