<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2026 03:54:50 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@carmalain7/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[my car was towed on a Tuesday [Day 34]]]></title><description><![CDATA[my car was towed on a Tuesday “Street Cleaning” says the harbinger, a sign crudely zip-tied to a weathered wooden pillar like some prisoner of war; no-man’s-land, the empty space in front of my apartment,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/my-car-was-towed-on-a-tuesday</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/my-car-was-towed-on-a-tuesday</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2018 18:56:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/gPCasciUWmF5VZucjWuzmpXUomGMznGBossB7LD3cka5pe3tzJrMt7qHrq2w5A84LE7WybiWL6mpdwTVPUeGQSez5TPEPEoR3ohqauV1xGDrn7bwi2vJ5okAPKeAXHtNtsQvukhZVPdeMsETbc?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Paint Me the Singing Wilderness [Day 33]]]></title><description><![CDATA[I had buried the sun into the earth, the moon, nestled tight in clouded dream, my cat left curled before the hearth next to a displaced pot of cooling tea. A hooded lantern and wrinkled staff held by hands]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/paint-me-the-singing-wilderness</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/paint-me-the-singing-wilderness</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2018 22:43:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/EEEoA8oLaAxvDZG9qYrsSvDqYeABF1GqkXYm2VenKytgafd8KQjifqwqTZqFmorEGMnSfoR4rc9GiQnCnqxt7T2FCFfJLRnATyGGdmtctVQF8QBfyA23pWVfwLsnK2UKZmVqy2xUDfDeZmLc3Wg8E?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Light Bulbs are Not Answers, They Are Questions [Day 32]]]></title><description><![CDATA[There is a curdle of cheese curdling into smaller beady-eyed mice beneath the benevolent hallow girth of my practicing God, a minimalist fridge.                 It is raining outside, the soft pitter-patter]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/light-bulbs-are-not-answers-they-are-questions</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/light-bulbs-are-not-answers-they-are-questions</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2018 18:47:24 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/8DAuGnTQCLpunQuGfHnXTmxWbRQScCVGspXNWFwLjrjsRr7wt29WYSLzTeTyuCgpZ5PEvSGYmNc7ww9sfxg4Sw8EgZFXx8RwcxnbfKAgXjjfa1yhSfcuzmx9Kf1HKPdYWujdtv3R8LGZGMLNmEc7idZTMFYFzefqPZ1dcDP5nX8?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Support Your Local Labyrinth [Day 30]]]></title><description><![CDATA[A small bird is perched on the askew lid of a trashcan, an outpouring of love and use in the alley behind my apartment where I set food for stray cats. Eye me sideways, I am the bird – I whistle a call,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/support-your-local-labyrinth</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/support-your-local-labyrinth</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2018 17:01:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/9vWp6aU4y8kyJM9JABQLS7EhjmU3VVqJQJsLWXdiGjdnFXzy4qwaeXNjKUD8Nrrm4enerf8GHwEoYqNPQj4AWrF4Ph5tQ4rLhPjww76SfZcujyMMiqVHzF5jWv37GsoNN2fNv3kqD2XvzHmgr?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Single Bronze Sandal [Day 29]]]></title><description><![CDATA[been walking slower of late letting eyes linger like snow in April keeping pace with kicked stones, Sisyphus is not in my thoughts; do we inscribe trees with our dreams so they may live forever even when]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/bronze-sandals</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/bronze-sandals</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2018 16:59:18 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/6VvuHGsoU2QD2aHbJiivbVZV6nAA4BJrX2xi1YbtzSC1vVmoeCT8eSU7oCYgZEqzvz2XgFFWVqLeos3VqBtSeFWXHsUBqorVUVU5QpQnNo9PYjpmw8XmegzczchH98?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Models Hold the Paint for Bus Stop Graffiti Icons [Day 28]]]></title><description><![CDATA[Models Hold the Paint for Bus Stop Graffiti Icons Don't follow fashion buy something already out of date. April 3rd, the note on a carton of eggs; a dancing cartoon fox fleeces a boy peering through a]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/models-hold-the-paint-for-bus-stop-graffiti-icons</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/models-hold-the-paint-for-bus-stop-graffiti-icons</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2018 17:25:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3RTd4iuWD6NV447XiVuNoLZ3Pja62GzP4N1PRsXzgQYXWhgBkgDVs3QEZMwuD3vzfowwqbpYZNw3EKmWiz9PHuGcyYdxhgazzKenws54TnLKZJrQe7i6vYicUHvVaroZHfWE9A2gXM9y5YXzDHJ77T7if22EthJbHtpigdVjqNwA4v?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Theodicy [Day 27]]]></title><description><![CDATA[Blue lines stretch coursing blood through firmament pencil sketches, guided hands thumbing through the tabbed void opening spines and blotting, two dimensions clasped, unclasping three, reveal the thump]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/theodicy</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/theodicy</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2018 16:39:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3W72119s5BjWPGGUiZ9pqnZoj8JHYxCCp9dtn2QVe6jjGyPMi6FsCT1h9bQiWXosWuoy54pjELETYJDrUd4wgDzYAfoYR7stAHkkxzXzd3Gz72Jfc74yHp?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[They Grow Layers of Life [Day 26]]]></title><description><![CDATA[They grow layers of life without you, a chthonic mark to imprint, a sessile archaism reserved for tenure probing dusty tomes or tactile pen pressed against lips. They grow layers of life within you, an]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/they-grow-layers-of-life</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/they-grow-layers-of-life</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2018 17:48:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2N61tyyncFaFnNFKLegVvzmsrMAExSDXzsHdqwaiT1DHWHFoLaPP3FpxzgCwK9hKa9ApXrpTkZrug1TS7rmzob5kGj6ycprt5qsR2BBzp1UQh1s5kEfZQbsdeaHJE6kFje47owvTigFQ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[well scuffed ball [Day 24]]]></title><description><![CDATA[no one understands                                                 the end of winter                                                 quite like                                                 a well scuffed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/well-scuffed-ball</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/well-scuffed-ball</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2018 18:30:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/99pyU5Ga1kws91ecJjkANAzfstp5ietJ4ACvk9NVU6U6ETfVkdvKfBgi5kejkAt6NTqhhr7M4F3iqQwW8gSJAbcPXDvDTih8UFRrBTURsKsmbeYtN1hVk3Tf3SrQuBdVBt?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Caleb Scofield, Metal Musician and Trailblazer (Cave In, Old Man Gloom, Zozobra) Passes Away at 39]]></title><description><![CDATA[To support Caleb's surviving family, his wife Jen and two children, Sydney (7) and Desmond (10) with funeral expenses, visit the fundraiser created for the family linked here. An outpouring of love, grief]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/music/@carmalain7/caleb-scofield-iconic-metal-musician-cave-in-old-man-gloom-zozobra-passes-at-39-years</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/music/@carmalain7/caleb-scofield-iconic-metal-musician-cave-in-old-man-gloom-zozobra-passes-at-39-years</guid><category><![CDATA[music]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2018 17:23:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/YpihifdXP4WTySVi815wTBS1cviU2Mho5Jm3v8vr5F2eXp8sKbn3Co1TkuzKgGuVEqMP88etgnwVntgVD6f3k5BafqZT7YmpgqoXPGbixV7LTkqw1mjmAtzzjRPGmYVbvCDdJbBW4g5ZLf22UFgsz7xSUyrnzakoeD6YQS79F4kE?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Your Favorite Stars Are Just Phantom Limbs [Day 23]]]></title><description><![CDATA[We are all puzzles, hands fumbling at crooked lines mouthing a smile out an alligator jaw; your knee, bent like cubes crooked or diamonds spilling from your mouth, tumbling over line breaks or spineless]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/your-favorite-stars-are-just-phantom-limbs</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/your-favorite-stars-are-just-phantom-limbs</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2018 15:34:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/FUkUE5bzkAZVVKmXhtvgKqwbwBkEW2Zw4TQ1mz839khnWV377zpB8p7TfPTdnFKXEwcorM3jjPRC7y2cRuJY9BCHEF5uGSFbmcEaaN8wD42jAdYQ7mfcEqdi18Jj8r3Wr3YqW4SJ6Ho69YEe9xNTaV2U2FamJk9GHdxr?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Gehenna [Day 22]]]></title><description><![CDATA[I could force a sound             accepting yawp             or barbaric sigh             the most compelling             of human experience             standing in a line             the pothole path]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/i-could-force-a-sound</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/i-could-force-a-sound</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2018 19:13:24 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/Zskj9C56UondJxcjVaienfhVaNb7LJVWG6e787gaLMEFykPKEq4CtdVrA43v8URv8cmBARKqcN77pzPu3BgxuZKtR4DnHdewsu83Vj9sEM7L9e2nrwGJ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Static [Day 21]]]></title><description><![CDATA[Smudges and Smears       The newspaper is illegible: serif crop circle smudges from heaven;                   'Good Morning:             Nothing Has Changed' A reassurance hangover sprawled at every threshold,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/static</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/static</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2018 16:32:24 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/8SzwQc8j2KJb4ARrxQxCjX4jizub4U5CAK3WwB89vZVwz8iLxYE1Kj9Cuuae3KYgbuBuv4eRArxKpfXUL92t5Sny4g9DxgvZ6MDXNx37Zv2ZHzDU5FL?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Novalis [Day 20]]]></title><description><![CDATA[the blue flower springs splitting caulk and brick like a chisel hammer striking steel, blue with clouds hanging from creaky wooden rafters cobblestones polished by shoes and the spittle of senile time]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/novalis</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/novalis</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2018 18:31:15 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/Zskj9C56UondJxcjVaienfhVaNb7LJVWG6e787ga4Zb6W9LpCmQFQqy2V79mZ2CjzaqZRtyXrGiRRsHeman4VrCR1Yf1mv4Rs8VM4D59Ths9YjA5Tq4A?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Godspeed [Day 19]]]></title><description><![CDATA[Liberty cracked the bell peals appealing to silver peddlers propping poems on the sill propping a canary to fetters feathers litter the ground inside the golden cage, children crowd around children fade]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/godspeed</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/godspeed</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2018 19:25:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3W72119s5BjWPGGUiZ9pqnZoj8JHYxCCp9dtn2QVeuunL2tGBT44uVZSpwGyg4tWfrJcPPLKiHidwZR78DYvqy3Lv2SsG75yGJ5SVFyAWiFnHPsgThMHj4?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[of the Beholder [Day 18]]]></title><description><![CDATA[A flower petal graces a plate, a spot of color at the center of your eye finds a center in the white, pupil reflecting a plated petal. welcome to atlanta... Written for free-verse poetry maven @d-pend's]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/of-the-beholder</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/of-the-beholder</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2018 21:28:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/RGgukq5E6HBS5wvERDA3ZF4P2WKQy2VoZZet1QV2PvpEZ5W4F4Wojj5EQhmZ4Etznw3HjswqWdQZHHxMGNq4VLEfuapLMvVQcnqfWxj26VRHXUkGPZX9mPqUFEGDwDg?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Waldo [Day 17]]]></title><description><![CDATA[there is a chicken carcass in the alley, a lost ugly ducking who tumbled off the pallet into a bed of satin, frail dog on a kneeler, sun stain around the neck where a belt once said 'Waldo'. inspired by]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/waldo</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/waldo</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2018 19:20:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2gsjgna1uruvUuS7ndh9YqVwYGPLVszbFLwwpAYXZysDXjaSZep7jQdPegopGwed8DQ7payYxdtEzexQf8cdVBvSASP8YWJ5SAhqfTMacU7UC8q47G?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Lost Signals and Recalculating [Day 16]]]></title><description><![CDATA[Check into the room promptly throw your key away, swallow all your pride before asking for free toiletries, hand-outs and needles in the alley-way. Bagels by the door for the curious passerbyer, expired]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/lost-signals-and-recalculating</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/lost-signals-and-recalculating</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2018 18:59:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3zpz8WQe4SNH8q6FEif2uzpmXjQNog2n2huWTcwnAPp7MTwZY78RjLYMathgKCqVpVTVuSxVpvHTXkhEaJ5mLKwD5mt98V3awcQjc62rC9u67KjjwKfbfWMbPzKLSgoyUcdwuKSvm3shmKotSSei?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Celibacy is the New Ecstasy [Day 15]]]></title><description><![CDATA[The moon stalks the stars, high heeled pacing contrarian, whips a strapped sun behind closed curtains; candle wax dripping, wiping splinters from our eyes; safe word: our point of origin, all of us are]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/celibacy-is-the-new-ecstasy</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@carmalain7/celibacy-is-the-new-ecstasy</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2018 21:39:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/32FTXiZsHoAWXDGUT6XfPTLRBbYW7TUFpRSTArzFmwrMApifx7zgcYBBoM7PrLncoW3NbMqFcvt6xdSNgu5j69YtqY3HV5EE7ptTsQaAXGH9XPZ5yv6CkEY7XUE3AcLMA3nW4FEhqoVd6baW?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Plainclothes Prophets [Day 14]]]></title><description><![CDATA[I write your name, a mark on the proverbial chalkboard, a self-imposed discipline or a natural selection, reaction; a line of chalk erased away in a cloud of carcinogenic smoke or frantic, a fever malaise]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/twbpoetrycontest/@carmalain7/plainclothes-prophets</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/twbpoetrycontest/@carmalain7/plainclothes-prophets</guid><category><![CDATA[twbpoetrycontest]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[carmalain7]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2018 16:40:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/vM1pGHgNcyCiaxZmdb555hkjecmqomntNdRp7jgAf5gjySDRiMJsW9AzCAH1qub63JPGZKoh3G2e1GFZRLKc3mpjWJRSudW15CTyeJn541F8oex3e54yd4tKjvUsscnc7YPkaB8?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>