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Poems by Susan Koppersmith

Story

A friend told me a bad-luck story of his artist-friend. I found it compelling and wanted to write it down. Of course, as I did so I embellished the story and added my own details. It was compelling to me because even though the artist’s outer world became smaller, his inner world did not. He did not [...]

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In Her Own Words

A few weeks ago in the Palliative care ward I sat with a woman who had the same clear intelligent eyes as the woman above — only she was much older (in her nineties). We introduced ourselves and spoke about the weather and where we each born and raised.  There was a moment of silence and she [...]

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East Indian Woman in a Hospital Bed

  I volunteer on the palliative care floor in a local hospital. Hospice volunteers are trained to to enter the the space of dying person with no personal agenda: no words of wisdom to convery, no advice to impart.  Each visit is so unique. For me it is like taking a journey each time where I don’t [...]

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A Certain Age

being a certain age means knowing that many paths were started then abandoned names can be good or bad though one’s own name seems solid enough on my street large maple leaves bury the asphalt every October though wearing blue reminds me of another home where no streets are needed I buy yellow roses, watch [...]

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Waiting

 Ecclesiastes  by Gustav Dore we watch and wait cars follow their leaders; the people walk their journeys and talk; the snow falls from its beginnings turns to rain; now rain falls as the sun descends behind the clouds; shadows fall into streams; all the streams run into the sea but the sea is never full Qoholeth [...]

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Voice of the Kyoto Peony

the people sit encircling the peony; its pink fullness ready to burst but, for now , it is mute and ready the peony listens considers the words it hears, dropping first one petal then    others the people leave; a young man enters the room, stacks chairs, picks up the petals, holds them while he [...]

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Cats

C A T S ships with almond eyes inscrutable and proud;         they know the way twisting and turning jumping and landing upright, with hulls intact as sea-going ships cats blink away storms         my dislike of them, a black cloud for me, is fair weather for them now, with open sails and mouths they [...]

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Salt and Pepper

 Recently a friend introduced me to the poems of the Haligonian poet, Don Domanski, who contemplates the everyday.  This becomes a launching pad which catapults him into musings about inner/outer space .  I looked for some time at the salt and pepper shakers on my friend’s dining room table and this poem arose:   Salt and Pepper not needed by [...]

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Tulips

In the newspapers there is great excitement in Vancouver with the upcoming Olympic winter games but if you talk to the average person on the street there is more enthusiasm for the mild (albeit rainy) weather we’ve been having.  Crocuses and snowdrops are up, early cherry trees are blooming and the other day I saw huge gorgeous white [...]

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