BLUEPEPPER

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Evening Walk Pale pink and purple wash the sky, day fading. I walk, feet lightened, shadows darting like ballerin...

Looking Back on Love It was the greatest of loves, a nonpareil of loves, you and her way back then in that foreign city, w...

Despite the current fire emergency down the eastern seaboard of this parched island, Bluepepper would like to announce that we rema...

Thales and the stars The latest Thales in his modus operandi He stood beneath the stars.        The Demonstratively, seeing t...

Trunk     Always having a crush  makes life fun. The pining,  as Vonnegut preached, even  if only for a glass of water.  ...

This meditation This meditation on the soul you resisted now I guess the laughter jesus what a veil the day in the pub f...

Full English Breakfast I will admit I’d like to have hair like Jennifer Aniston from that show years ago something so luxuriou...

The Storyteller she transposes small lives into wondrous events -             a quiet woman who raised             her own ...

I don't want to be a figure mothers lean their children into (for Dorothy Dandridge) Follow my lead. Heal me, but only if...

Somewhere Else I found my brother sitting feet dangling into nowhere contemplating falling off the earth into … where? an ...

50's Riffin  The place was upstate & in the middle of nowhere. She had heard about it from some of her friends. No one said wh...

Majenka’s Account My name is Majenka Resident of Vine Street since birth Wendy Smith flew her kite in my street I could have...

A Veteran's Back, Carson Beach, South Boston There was nothing smooth about it. Grizzled in a sea of sleek. Brown sun spo...

Light Spots Seminal fluids, frogs marching sideways to the pond.  In the trees sing song birds unseen the air brazen in th...

C ooking Up Down Farm Under my guidance apples slice the sun into child sized segments which cool on the loosebark kitchen sh...

Lost I dentity There is a bird nest near my window Everyday the mother goes around flying  To find a little worm to feed its ...

Elegy for a Thylacine in the National Museum The last known thylacine, a female named ‘Benjamin’, died alone in her cage at Bea...

I play the perfect cover drive Easing on to my back foot Saturday early early Summer, elevenish a sound of cork like popping ...

MAUNSELL WICKES GALLERY OPENS AN EXHIBITION CELEBRATING  WOMEN’S CONNECTION TO COUNTRY: JUNO GEMES, JUDITH NANGALA CRISPIN, ANA POLLAK,...