Day 16

16 Thursday Apr 2015

Tags

NaPoWriMo, poetry, tanka

today surged
with nothings but that I reached
to touch your hand
as through a pane of glass
warming, one on, one under

Daily Discussions of craft and the writing life

Cultivating compassion for all creatures great and small

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At the Intersection of Art and Spirituality

Observe. Tend. Awaken.

Observe. Tend. Awaken.

The biography of a tiny forest

Starting a new job in Chicago

Advancing Analytics in Children's Hospitals

A helpful guide through analytics and data for health care

Where there’s Poverty, Passing … and Poetry, there be Truth

Poetry and Stories by Zach Jackson

Word-Experimentalist

Passion for writing ignites my soul's momentum

Garden Design, Gardening and Interior Decorating information, how-to, and ideas

Public Health Matters

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