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This website includes my (growing) collection of poems published on Medium, Substack, and elsewhere, starting from the day my mother died, November 1, 2023, to the present.
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For a complete listing of links to my poems and other cool stuff:
October 2024 Feature
Waiting to Be Worn Meeting misunderstandings leave us punctured and jagged. Abrasive reactions cause bristled veneers. Time will smooth...
Nolcha Fox
Oct 10, 20242 min read
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Hot in the Kitchen!
Under Surveillance Deer jump the fence to criticize the taste of leaves and flowers. Rabbits check the greenness of the grass in our...
Nolcha Fox
Sep 30, 20241 min read
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Ugly Sweater
I have an ugly sweater I bought for Christmas joy. The dogs depart when it comes out for fear they’ll have to wear it. The Christmas tree...
Nolcha Fox
Sep 29, 20241 min read
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Seasons
continue uncontained, a puzzle of coincidences and connections, rooms within dreams within light within sound, unpierced by skyscrapers,...
Nolcha Fox
Sep 24, 20241 min read
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Autumn Dream
Leaves dress up in lipstick red and lemon gold to dance in wind that chills the bones. One by one, leaves kiss the ground, goodbye to...
Nolcha Fox
Sep 24, 20241 min read
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Last Walk
Today I walk in golden glow of autumn in the woods. The stream reflects the darkening sky and trees in reds and ambers, ready to embrace...
Nolcha Fox
Sep 23, 20241 min read
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The Deceiver
Lady Autumn is so lovely in her crown of falling leaves. She promises to wed us in a gown of brilliant reds and yellows. Her kisses...
Nolcha Fox
Sep 20, 20241 min read
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My Body Has Coffee With Love
Love whispers forever. It learned to lie from my younger self. That self that didn’t break from scrapes from falling on the concrete....
Nolcha Fox
Sep 17, 20241 min read
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September 2024 Feature
On a Roll I rattle through my broken vows in this barrel of regrets. I pray for rain to wash away my excuses and pretensions. I pray that...
Nolcha Fox
Sep 12, 20242 min read
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Leaving the Leaves
Summer slips slowly to yellows and reds. Chokecherry trees scatter purple goodbyes. Aspen leaves wither and crunch underfoot. Mornings I...
Nolcha Fox
Sep 11, 20241 min read
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Haze
I see the air I inhale, forest-fire smoke that turns the flowers to pale haloes ready, waiting while I bend and drop the weight of you...
Nolcha Fox
Sep 10, 20241 min read
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For Autumn
Soon the lawnmower will depart to safety of the shed. The hoses will wind around their wheels and hide until next year. The fire bush...
Nolcha Fox
Sep 10, 20241 min read
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Fall
Fighting the rake, I’d rather play in all the leaves that fall. Let my husband do the work. Leave me all the fun. inspired by:...
Nolcha Fox
Sep 8, 20241 min read
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Grass
Once summer’s grass was a barefoot delight. I felt it between toes and munched on its sweetness. Now fall is peeping through leaves ...
Nolcha Fox
Sep 5, 20241 min read
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If I had an extra November day
I’d play in the leaves I piled up the day before, eat another slice of pecan pie. I’d light the candle in the pumpkin one more night. How...
Nolcha Fox
Aug 27, 20241 min read
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Enough
The wind begun to rock the grass With threatening tunes and low, — He flung a menace at the earth, A menace at the sky. – “A...
Nolcha Fox
Aug 27, 20241 min read
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Drunk on Summer
The waning days of summer pretend to be the main course, not the leftovers. They pile my plate with second and third blooms of orange...
Nolcha Fox
Aug 26, 20241 min read
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Sprint to Autumn
August bends her knee before the starting line to race around the bend, to win, and swagger with a crown of laurels decked with falling...
Nolcha Fox
Aug 19, 20241 min read
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Masticadores Saturday 8/17/24
Lights When I drive home on dusky roads, I look up to see the stars that mirror city lights. When I am free of gravity, I float in...
Nolcha Fox
Aug 17, 20242 min read
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Weeds or Flowers
She called them weeds when they grew uninvited. She called them flowers when she planted them in her garden. Hummingbirds, bees, and...
Nolcha Fox
Aug 15, 20241 min read
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