tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73541172306028330502024-03-13T22:37:19.562-07:00Ghost Companionwhat did your ghost say?Susan Kirby-Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02544361593307577993noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354117230602833050.post-6421460391478100362010-09-29T17:15:00.000-07:002011-01-14T06:40:29.997-08:00Trying to find myself between here<br />And the other<br />I’m this way from her and that way from him<br />Something in between<br />might be comfortable<br />To not have to be my own, <br />but to be only a ghost of two other people.Susan Kirby-Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02544361593307577993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354117230602833050.post-11844429563481746732010-09-17T17:00:00.000-07:002010-09-17T19:36:17.590-07:00Kenneth Koch, what about my romantic life?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyI6luTWJNHzhHbW_BwMbHyj-IHgAN3XHZuCM9u7hegv18hauKuxFjHNVtZ2wIhLLzyoJ2Go_5h7HdItd0fVGbkOGljGmuW-qmM1PMF_7M7UWUkPiUiC1md7R7WAUscB-_6xJ2gz_vcMI/s1600/KK.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyI6luTWJNHzhHbW_BwMbHyj-IHgAN3XHZuCM9u7hegv18hauKuxFjHNVtZ2wIhLLzyoJ2Go_5h7HdItd0fVGbkOGljGmuW-qmM1PMF_7M7UWUkPiUiC1md7R7WAUscB-_6xJ2gz_vcMI/s320/KK.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518075550087490146" /></a><br />It is moonlight now<br />Over the bears.<br />Father bear is tired, and he says to Mother Bear,<br />"The island is becoming too small for our twelve little fishing boats;<br />I would like to establish a concession on the mainland, which would like<br />To concede me oblongs." Mother Bear hopped about in the silence<br />Of the fresh blue air, and she glanced at Father.Susan Kirby-Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02544361593307577993noreply@blogger.com0