Susan Taylor Poems

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1.
Titania Wings

From The Suspension of the Moon

These wings were my passport to nakedness.
They are not angel's but fairy's wings.
The paintbrushes and pigments he uses on them
persuade me that joy can be squeezed
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2.
The Tree Warden Mistook me for a Willow

From The North
I had been reading in church;
not the Bible but a poem
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