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As if I’ve swallowed A watermelon And Sidestepping My digestive tract
When they torture your mother plant a tree When they torture your father plant a tree When they torture your brother
When you see water in a stream you say: oh, this is stream water; When you see water in the river you say: oh, this is water
I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
She is the one who will notice that the first snapdragon of Spring is
Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there’s something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for d...
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
You confide in me that you are lonely,
To change the world enough you must cease to be afraid of the poor. We experience your fear as the lea… humiliations; in the past
Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely
Word reaches us that you are sleeping, sleeping. Dismayed we have turned to the sea. We encounter among others
If my sorrow were deeper I’d be, along with you, under the ocean’s floor; but today I learn that the oil that pools beneath the ocean floor
Did you ever understand this? If my spirit was poor, how could… Was I depressed? Understanding editing, I see how a comma, removed or inse…