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"Some nights stay up till dawn
as the moon sometimes does
for the sun
Be a full bucket pulled up
the dark way
of a well, then lifted
out into light.
Stars burn clear
all night
Do that yourself, and a spring
will rise in the dark with water
your deepest thirst is for."
Rumi -
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dropping below hills
farewell old familiar sun
sweet prince sung to rest
surrounded by oaks
i nested in my new nest
a whole world waited -
It's Complicated (grin)
I took Em to Weaver Street for breakfast this morning and saw this quote in bold on an interview of doctor and author Terrence Holt that I probably wouldn't have otherwise read. I'm glad I did.
"I've got the English language and the human imagination, two of the most complicated and powerful, and least orderly, things in the world. I'm a lucky ( Read more... ) -
with thanks to katuah
sky of fire and ash
fourteen hours eighteen minutes
darkness that follows -
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sun's final rally
flaming ravine pressed between
dark hills and dark clouds
in the end light fails
to delineate shades of grey
shines like dew and ice
beneath and inside
alive with each piercing breath
north wind's rough caress
sycamore rises
in mottled muddled winter
stark white clarity -
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I nailed windows shut
stored porch rockers and crab pots
one last time I left -
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This may be the strangest thing I've ever read in a recipe ( Read more... ) -
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surprising late sun
in time to illuminate
kitchen floor scrubbed clean -
hip pain
if contentment grows
as these aches and pains increase
i can live with that -
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delight's hard to hold ( Read more... )