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M F Drummy


For some reason I feel like
Emily Dickinson today –
A timid, untitled
Bird – wings clipped –

Descending, Zen-like,
Through nesting dolls
Of Loneliness toward
The unwelcome potsherds

Of Deceit – fearsome relics
Of the archaeology of
The Soul – Life in chaos,
Nature unbound from

Intention – random, flailing –
Daffodils wrapped in Wax –
Will I never get my Ducks
In a row again?

*While there are enough disagreements to fill a small library concerning the number of untitled poems Emily Dickinson actually composed, the first Harvard University Press paperback edition of The Poems of Emily Dickinson, edited by R. W. Franklin and published in 2005, tallies 1789.
M F Drummy holds a PhD in historical theology from Fordham University. He is the author of numerous haiku/senryu/haibuns, articles, essays, poems, reviews, and a monograph on religion and ecology. His work has appeared or will appear in Allium, Amethyst Review, Anti-Heroin Chic, Emerge, The Engine (idling, Frogpond, Main Street Rag, Modern Haiku, Pan Haiku Review, Prune Juice, The Rumen, Scarlet Dragonfly, Viridian Door, and many others. He and his cool life partner of over 20 years enjoy splitting their time between the Colorado Rockies and the rest of the planet. He can be found at: Instagram @miguelito.drummalino and his website
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