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JOAN PAYNE KINCAID : Time to Begin II
JOAN PAYNE KINCAID : Today is Parties Parades and Unemployment II

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JOAN PAYNE KINCAID
Time to Begin II

Gardening the flow of life Another poem begins. Song sparrows sing everywhere. Squirrels on the attic! She wonders where is the rain when we need it. Heading into the heat of June A big downturn might be imminent. Life in a glass tower is an assiduous risk. Just live in the moment. Wear sweat suits and legwarmers. Focus more on deep qualities. They keep chanting outsourcing downsizing globalization. Are you on the right path to accelerate a growth journey? She said we need to view our social positions emotionally Dominated by appliances. As if desire is to be robotically unaware. There are drugs for that. Hurry up days are getting shorter. No way to be certain of very much beyond breakfast.

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JOAN PAYNE KINCAID
Today is Parties Parades and Unemployment   II

She said they were confused about their gender. No one knows what’s going to happen. Sometimes you just have to start a new set of words. She had a craving for something she couldn’t explain. There had been many words lost. We’re crowding the bar in black cocktail dresses. A drink softens edges of things. Beginning Monday the offerings will include his line Of eight flower-inspired fragrances. Sometimes you just have to learn to float away. The next day he asked her out on a date. They left the party early. She came with the apartment he said. Tottering stiletto heals we were walking a tightrope Of what was expected of us as men and women Finding what can be accentuated. We all have different body shapes So it’s all florals and hand-tied bouquets. The women hated nail polish and makeup And the men hated suits. So who would you be If you loved nail polish and makeup and suits? You couldn’t tell who was trans.

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JOAN PAYNE KINCAID's latest book Being Here New and Selected Poems 1988-2012 is now available here there and on Amazon. Also on-line book with John M. Bennett. Currently have work in: The Wallace Stevens Journal, Clackamas, Comstock Review, Gargoyle, Hawaii Review, Paris Atlantic,


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