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drumhead thrumswith expectationof the next beat © 2026 Bruno Talerico80/365
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Primal pink eyebrows,lavender dreadlockswoven with daisies, paired peachesbarely containedin tie-dyed bandannas, smooth mounds peeking at him fromfaded indigo cut-offs. The wilderness of herawakenssomething dormant Sap stirs in the heartwood. © 2026 Bruno Talerico79/365Image generated by AI.
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Drifting into sleep,body worn and weary.He’s rudely wakened by a midnight dream,dark and dreary:an endless trail,miles to go before he’ll sleep. Craving peacein a kingdom by the sea,he stumblesdown a narrow path. Canyon shadows creep,dark and deep,along the highway of old regrets.Worn and weary. Miles to go,he finally weeps, sobbing,wracked with grief until spentthen worn…
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In 1970, I was thirteen, and Germanymight as well have been another planetthree months in—still alien. Foreign sounds,foreign smells,foreign foods.hOur first Christmaswithout New Jersey.A holiday potluckat someone else’s house. Inside:warmth, laughter,voices spilling over each other,a kitchen counter crowdedwith casseroles and desserts,a room fizzing with drinks—wine and beer for the grown-ups,a soda for kids like me.…
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I sip dark roast coffee,pondering today’s checklist. Cool drizzle fallslight as fog. Father Sun peeks shylyover eastern hills. Magical rainbows appear,coloring the world. Mystical hummingbirdsbuzz, chirp, chatter. Hair ruffled by brisk breezesbearing hints of sweetgrass and petrichor. I sip dark, rich coffee, checklist forgotten,pondering eternity. © 2026 Bruno Talerico76/365
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A simple list of fifty unique wordsarranged in iambic pentameter: Haiku, Senryu, Tanka, Cinquain now sing;American Cinquain, Lantern, Monostich.Couplets and Triplet, Quatrain, Lune, Hoku,Katauta, Sedoka, Rictameter. Fib, Nonet, Etheree, Triolet,Kyrielle stanza, Shadorma, Cherita.Dodoitsu, Zappai, Aphoristic verse,Epigram, Epitaph, and Clerihew. Rondelet, Septolet, Minute poem, Prism,Hay(na)ku, Tetractys, Dimoku, Gogyohka.Acrostic, Abecedarian fragment,Sijo excerpt, Blitz fragment, Tanaga, Rispetto, Rondel…
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Sound surrounds us.We don’t always hear it.Sound exists nonetheless. Reality is a working hypothesis,an agreement we don’t realize we’ve made,a delusion we all see. Even in the most silent silences,we are engulfed. © 2026 Bruno Talerico74/365
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You shall not covet your neighbor’s goods(Exodus 20:17) Why do Americans dieon foreign soil? Because you and I got in our carsto drive somewhere—work, school, Circle K They die because we driveinstead of walking,riding a bike, a horseor staying home. We all have blood on our hands. We get in a carthat burns The Fuel—…
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I’ve never killed a person,but I’ve helped them to let go of life,marching with them to the end. I’ve never killed a child,but I’ve held children’s handson their way to release. I’ve never prevented death,but have sometimes delayed it. As nurseswe preserve some livesand surrender others. © 2026 Bruno Talerico72/365Image is from a cartoon by…
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magic mushrooms hidebeneath randomly scatteredbuffalo nuggets© 2026 Bruno Talerico71/365
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