Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.
W. S. Merwin
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.
W. S. Merwin
".....We should be careful of each other, we should be kind, while there is still time." Philip Larkin
Monday, May 21, 2012
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- My Clothes Lie Folded for the Journey
- The geometric image of dissatisfaction
- And makes the wayside ditch, burst into blossom
- Doors
- Drumming Happiness
- I who have lost my way
- Et, couché dans l'herbe, il pleura
- Now
- That sensuality, that innoncence..
- You
- To the Light of September
- Harambe!
- Leap
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- Separation
- Look!
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- There are days we live
- Now I seek mornings
- But I want to be :)
- What now radiates...
- What a rich place it became, within our vocabulary
- And in the skin of the grapes, I thought I touched...
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- Roshi
- Your hands, trees borne away on a flood...
- How One Woman Revitalized a Watershed
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