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Widdershins Wanderer

Widdershins Wanderer

Mushrooms

(a haiku)

Jul 12, 2020

Mushrooms

Jul 12, 2020

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Visitation

Lying, half-asleep, I think I feel a furled cat stir behind my knees.

Sep 14, 2019

Visitation

Sep 14, 2019

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Pantoum of the Phoenix

Five hundred years is a long time… long enough, perhaps, to forget an impermanent rest in flame — a quincentennial age, and yet,

Jun 23, 2019

Pantoum of the Phoenix

Jun 23, 2019

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Lessons

I learned young that the terrifying thing about being is the inevitability of someday not being

Apr 23, 2019

Lessons

Apr 23, 2019

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Hollowing

I am an iron-wingèd thing. One day, when enough of me has rusted away, I will be light enough to fly.

Apr 22, 2019

Hollowing

Apr 22, 2019

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The Bare Bear

A polar bear with naught to wear is reeling down the yew-wood stair,

Apr 15, 2019

The Bare Bear

Apr 15, 2019

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Forest

How joyful is the forest in its noise; in its silence, how holy!

Apr 15, 2019

Forest

Apr 15, 2019

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The Snake

I don’t remember how old we were.

Apr 12, 2019

The Snake

Apr 12, 2019

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Little Free Bibliomanteria

(a prose poem)

Apr 11, 2019

Little Free Bibliomanteria

Apr 11, 2019

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Fallen Leaf

(a haiku)

Apr 9, 2019

Fallen Leaf

Apr 9, 2019

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Widdershins Wanderer

Lori A. Claxton draws inspiration from folklore, fairy tales, & the natural world. She feels at home in forests & books and has been known to get lost in both.

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