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Nothing’s going to become of anyone except death: therefore: it’s okay to yearn too high: the grave accommodates swell rambunctiousness & ruin’s not compromised by magnificence:…

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Mission

The wind went over me saying       Why are you so distressed Oh I said I can’t seem to make anything       round enough to last But why the wind said       should you be so distressed as if anything here belonged to you as if anything here were your concern

4 tygodnie temu

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In View of the Fact

The people of my time are passing away: my wife is baking for a funeral, a 60-year-old who died suddenly, when the phone rings, and it’s Ruth we care so much about in intensive care: it was once weddings that came so thick and fast, and then, first babies, such a hullabaloo:…

4 tygodnie temu

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Still

I said I will find what is lowly and put the roots of my identity down there: each day I’ll wake up and find the lowly nearby, a handy focus and reminder, a ready measure of my significance, the voice by which I would be heard, the wills, the kinds of selfishness I could…

4 tygodnie temu

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The City Limits

When you consider the radiance, that it does not withhold itself but pours its abundance without selection into every nook and cranny not overhung or hidden; when you consider…

4 tygodnie temu

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Substantial Planes

It doesn’t matter to me if poems mean nothing: there’s no floor to the universe and yet one walks the floor.

4 tygodnie temu

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Reflective

I found a weed that had a mirror in it and that mirror looked in at a mirror in me that had a weed in it

4 tygodnie temu

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