resilience
resilience is not always a stiff upper lip it is not always silence sometimes resilience is screaming the throat sore and bruising the...
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- Jan 5, 2019
- 1 min
winter
a season, a season sing to yourself a season but to your bones it is deep, deep winter
- Jan 5, 2019
- 1 min
Five Love Poems
I. Every day she walks in the door a stranger. II. Even together we touch more air than skin. III. To love the distance is to love...
- Jan 5, 2019
- 1 min
calling all gods everywhere
Calling all gods everywhere — make yourselves useful; cease your petty quibbling and show yourselves. It has appeared that unless you...
- Jan 5, 2019
- 1 min
love, noun
love, noun: actually the opposite of what you thought — not the rush of blood to your head, to your heart. not a verb, or at least not a...
- Jan 4, 2019
- 1 min
the moderns
when the moderns said each we are only ‘I’ and then we die — i wonder had they ever felt forgiveness? and then, a dear friend whom I love...
- Jan 4, 2019
- 1 min
SILENCE
There was a chance, at that early point, that everything would work itself out, and in the order and manner that I anticipated....
- Jan 4, 2019
- 1 min
A Mighty And Heavy Cross
To the darkness, I say, do not be otherwise. I will not blaspheme you. I will not sell your soul. Not to hope, or time. I will not behold...
- Jan 3, 2019
- 1 min
trust
i will always trust someone who tells three stories to tell me one truth
- Jan 3, 2019
- 1 min
Every Colour
What is space were blue instead of black? Would you still fear death? And if the rotted leaves were shown to breathe, The trees upon...
- Jan 2, 2019
- 1 min
retirement
I think we ought to retire ‘god.’ The name decommissioned and made defunct. People mean so many true things and ‘god’ obscures them. They...
- Jan 2, 2019
- 1 min
love beyond gods
one late afternoon through a window in a room i stand without a golden- willow wind within our garden swept up and through and whirled...
- Jan 1, 2019
- 1 min
it shall not hold you down
hold to me to my own truth — love is long and round and raucous and shall not hold you down to a name but a way of being to a creed but...
- Jan 1, 2019
- 1 min
i ask of the miraculous
i ask of the miraculous, be and if you cannot grow a garden and of the transcendent, descend and if you will not grieve with me i ask of...
- Jan 1, 2019
- 1 min
Waffle House Meditation
Kindness darts like lightning. The man who owned the fourteen motels, before any other could (and others would), he bought a day of peace...
- Jan 1, 2019
- 1 min
slowly something else
Often as I walk and think, I pull flowers from stems and stems from branches. Now they are here and there, in the air and in the story....
- Nov 29, 2018
- 1 min
for my Grandfather
A single-page obituary told me more than you ever did. I never made the drive, which perhaps was selfish, perhaps was simply sensible....
- Nov 29, 2018
- 1 min
those
In sun-morning-new-warmth those we call them ‘cats’, and ‘small’ and ‘with a silken grey coat and soft white chest’ but they are not—...
- Nov 29, 2018
- 1 min
dust is glad
Do I wonder if one language undoes the poet? Do I fear that poetry slays my love? (Yes, yes.) To be unafraid of all words, at all times,...
- Nov 29, 2018
- 1 min
all It does is rise
It does seem that something holds up the sun; some something in requiem and in renascence and in religion, too, i think. It doesn’t seem...
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