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Solitary Plover – Summer 2020

Adoration of the Ear

                                    – ekphrasis on an African linguist’s staff

crooked staff

like a great tree

ground-sprung

 

swept air clear for

feeling’s drum

 

burnished gold leaf,

with thumb roll of

an elephant’s dung

into ear shape

 

with a trunk trumpets

vowels of savannah

 

Donna Fleischer

Solitary Plover Summer 2020
issue #32

Solitary Plover Archive|Lorine Niedecker

hurt land

natural laws
limit

self-regulate, know
being becomes

dendrites stretch forth
explore through feeling
for

interre-
late, sustain

nothing
does not exist

 

Donna Fleischer
Solitary Plover issue 29 Winter 2019

 

Source: Solitary Plover Archive|Lorine Niedecker

Poem, by Donna Fleischer | Solitary Plover, issue #25

Poem

 

when the last motor

stops

imagine such quiet

 

one can hear snow

fall

butterfly wings

a rose

 

open

clouds move

an ant

cry

sunrise

 

and

the sound

of the shape of

the water

Donna Fleischer
Solitary Plover issue #25
Winter 2017

unseen until wind and no title – two poems by Donna Fleischer | Solitary Plover, issue #24, Summer 2016

unseen until wind

for christina o’connor

(the window

from floor to ceiling that

fronts the house

 

with the wide eaves)

 

where you dug traprock

meadow soil with your hands & planted

a pantheon of bulbs, tulips, pansies that

 

sunny

wind-jambed afternoon –

for the next year

 

here now and now and now

an uncharismatic spring wrests from

an el nino winter its sputtering due

 

yet, flora fauna hormones in love

with instantaneous extremes

of temperature

 

will not be quantified –

their planetary connective tissue of

interdependencies,

 

the ways the robins

the finches

the barn swallows

 

approach that soil

beneath the eave facing

south toward you

 

swoop and slow their flight and

 

glide out of sight, as are you

most of the time yet,

i feel you here as i do the flowers

 

not yet broken through a cold surface,

the spring timid and voracious

as am i with these creatures who travel

this far on the wind

which some times lifts us

forward

 

no title

ordinary to
be with the purple and green and
goldfinch telegram
tercet embryosea
moonlit old home
torn fingernail

lovestrong

Donna Fleischer
Solitary Plover issue #24 Summer 2016

Poison Ivy-O by Donna Fleischer | Solitary Plover issue #21 Winter 2015

Poison Ivy-O

O poison ivy I cut a wide berth
walking by, Ah, what chemical powers
instantaneously amass
from the nearest box store, and like you
there is always one of those close by

Except, who am I to decide? a nobody too.
And like you, even hated enough by some
who would wish me dead for being, merely
another old woman

We have learned, you and me,
how to hide in the lush overgrowth of easements,

in these overlooked places we creep

 

– Donna Fleischer
Solitary Plover issue 321 Winter 2015

the black dragonfly by Donna Fleischer | Solitary Plover, Issue #20, Summer 2014

the black dragonfly

gleams with late day sun

a samurai’s dream

– Donna Fleischer

 

Solitary Plover Summer 2014 Issue #20

3 poems by Donna Fleischer | Solitary Plover, issue 19, winter 2014

perches
on a breath,
purple finch

hummingbird stops
at me in a pink tee seeing
how Bosch saw

13 ways
(through the blackbird’s eyes)
of snow

(Zen Space, winter 2014)

– Donna Fleischer
Solitary Plover Issue 19


Industrial, a poem by Donna Fleischer / Solitary Plover, issue 18, Summer 2013

Industrial

i

no    air

no    light

no    space

ii

no    sky

no    law

no    trees

iii

no    love

no    water

no    sound

Donna Fleischer
Solitary Plover, issue 18, Summer 2013

open window –

the roofer’s whistling

meets mine

Donna Fleischer
Solitary Plover, issue 18, Summer 2013

POETRY MONTH 30/30/30 : Inspiration, Community, Tradition: DAY 23: Lauren Marie Cappello on Lorine Niedecker : Exit Strata

Lorine Niedecker
POETRY MONTH 30/30/30 : Inspiration, Community, Tradition: DAY 23: Lauren Marie Cappello on Lorine Niedecker : Exit Strata.

two poems, by Donna Fleischer / Solitary Plover #16, Summer 2012

in the bare spindly tree      one bird’s song

*
traffic cone
in a bed of tulips
where am I going?

Donna Fleischer
from Solitary Plover #16