things i’ve been considering…

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Clare Zicari 11/3/26 Clare Zicari 11/3/26

balance.

think least of death

when dawn breathes light /

let your first thought be

of its gossamer threads

of its golden fingers tracing

the mountain’s face

waking the world

from its temporary end.

Clare Zicari 10/29/26 Clare Zicari 10/29/26

canyons.

i have an obsession / with wear / with erosion

Clare Zicari 10/26/26 Clare Zicari 10/26/26

orpheus / eurydice

i have the sense sometimes of otherness

Clare Zicari 10/25/26 Clare Zicari 10/25/26

after dreams.

i’ve thought that dreams were things only

found in the dark /…

Clare Zicari 10/24/26 Clare Zicari 10/24/26

~ guns and apples

i think that if i just stay utterly silent utterly silent utterly silent

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Clare Zicari 8/12/25 Clare Zicari 8/12/25

snowflakes.

i hold the future

in my mind

like a mitten

holds Snowflakes

on a january day.

Clare Zicari 1/1/25 Clare Zicari 1/1/25

brass.

They look like they were sleeping though. They look like they were smart enough to know it was just another night. Best to sleep. Best to rest.

Better to wake up in the morning.

But here we are.

There they are.

Clare Zicari 12/28/24 Clare Zicari 12/28/24

fate.

HAPPINESS! lain on the front stoop the hot cement of the summer morning…

Clare Zicari 12/28/24 Clare Zicari 12/28/24

some questions for inertia.

how is it possible to run headlong at someone right in front of you and never reach their side?

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paper cut.

The first thing I learned when I was born was to tough it out. Not to be tough. Just to tough it out. There’s a difference. God, there’s a difference.

The world is unfair, I learned. The world hurts sometimes. The world is, ultimately, forgiving, and eventually all tends to work itself out.

And so we tough it out.

things i’ve been considering…

my poet muse.