Day 4
let us begin here, at the temple of helplessness, to grieve proper the angels caught unawares, before awareness even
Category Archives: Bite-sized sampler
White rose in November blooming
as if you cannot wait for the snow, as if you open wide to remind us that November holds both …
In ordinary time
Dust stirs as I walk to your door, hat by my side. Long pond lies still, weeds bending, expectant. How …
On healing and revolution
Gazing up this terrible mountain, you say, love is not enough, though when I add together everything else and stack …
11/20
Earth grieves each November, again finds itself wailing in sorrow, refusing to get out of bed. For its own tears …
6/24
we lay here in our pod the world screams crazy past you ask, ‘What is the world?’
Muse
all the books we read together you over my shoulder, I over yours in the stumbles over words, unwieldy sentences, …
11/7
slow ticking of the fan overhead brings back the rain that day how it poured down on us
Walk in woods
this morning I yearned to become that yellow leaf twirling down, catching an edge of the sun spinning past
My window at night x
my mind goes numb at the look of your shadow, gauze hanging there filtering moonlight reflected off bright clouds and …
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