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  • Dumpster diving

    06Jun25 | 14.35 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250606.1435
    Photo by Shannon Kunkle on Unsplash

    I feel a need to throw a myriad of miscellanea out there to anyone willing to give it a read. This is your classic dumper dive post, where you might find something interesting, maybe even valuable, but what you find might have an equal chance of just being junk. Read at your own risk. No refunds.

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    anniversary, music, site details, writing

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    junk drawer

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  • tossing a rune — 06jun25

    06Jun25 | 09.47 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250606.0947
    eihwaz
    we walk dire valleys
    you and i
    our bones are hearts
    for such places between

    pull me gloaming to,
    give this stonefield life

    Another rune poem of mine, where the rune is selected at random. Today’s rune is eihwaz, which has a core meaning of “yew”. Yew trees are associated with the underworld and the axis mundi (world tree), as well as liminal spaces and transformation.


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    eihwaz, poetry, rewilding, rune

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    poetry, writing

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  • dreamspacing

    06Jun25 | 08.40 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250606.0840
    Photo by Alice Alinari on Unsplash
    kissing at distance
    hands dreamlaced time
    drawspacing the narrows
    thin between eachwith line
    mouth to breath shared
    of lips gone surrender
    no longer bound of care
    silkslip and thigh
    that flesh dreamt skin
    pulling pastlives present
    willing you in

    tagged:

    betwixt and between, poetry, the dreaming

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    poetry, writing

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  • twilight eyes

    05Jun25 | 21.26 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250605.2126
    Photo by pedram ahmadi on Unsplash
    nail bitten fingers
    ragged tip raw
    all jaundice & spleen
    her twilight eyes
    flicker flick
    a celluloid dream
    in shadow & stars
    come my lay, my love
    she hums, a song
    from her past

    tagged:

    poetry, the dreaming

    filed under:

    poetry, writing

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  • spinning stone

    05Jun25 | 12.21 CDT
    © 2025

    michael raven

    c: 250605.1221
    standing stones
    Photo by Suzanne Rushton on Unsplash
    a twist on a turn of words
    her flower, his hunger
    they spin stone for bottle
    counting crows perched
    high on the live wire
    to see who gives what & how

    his is the spring
    & her seething gives to dance
    with her flair, her flail
    her everything & ghost
    his everything & love

    suspecting the hollow
    of the old trunk
    in the field alone stands
    they spin bottle for stone
    while crows writhe & laugh
    at how the given becomes what
    in seething this spring

    tagged:

    betwixt and between, poetry

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    poetry, writing

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