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Phillipsburg Manor, NY
He is a chubby man in clumsy costume
Halloween year ‘round here
People play let’s pretend
Trees are huge and leafy, light is high
A small pond’s chute turns a huge round wheel
Geese are cheeky
A black man speaks of slaves
He shows how, slow but fine, the giant millstones grind
an even gruel of corn
We go through the stone house
assured that sheep and chicken roamed its yards
The people slept, not prone, on pillow banks in shortened
beds
Mirrors are precious, shards are guarded
Clocks are rare, time is water
In the kitchen on dirt floors
were cooking fires
Long skirts flared, the limbs were covered
Women, fashion to die for
Next to childbirth
as a cause of death
came cooking accidents
Susan Maurer's literary past includes By the Blue Light of the Morning Glory Linear Arts.
Clamshell Press did a letterpress broadside Three Poems by Susan Maurer) as has The Centre for Book Arts
(Longing) She has been in over 0ne hundred journals and anthologies in 10 countries.
Some journals are Literary Imagination, Cross Connect, Virginia Quarterly Review,
Orbis,The Unbearables' Help Yourself, Autonomedia, and Soft Skull's Off the Cuffs.
She has been nominated fro a Pushcart by three editors and has read at various venues
such as Barnes and Noble, New York Public Library and Harvard Coop.
Email: Susan Maurer
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