A Living
Even pain you can take, in waves: call the interval happiness. You can travel; whatever nags you, you can change it. You can roll this burden away. In the pinched bend of your street you can look back, or ahead, or wait.…
4 tygodnie temu
Yes
It could happen any time, tornado, earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen. Or sunshine, love, salvation. It could, you know. That’s why we wake and look out – no guarantees in this life. But some bonuses, like morning, like right now, like noon, like evening.
4 tygodnie temu
The Way It Is
There’s a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn’t change. People wonder about what you are pursuing. You have to explain about the thread. But it is hard for others to see. While you hold it you can’t get lost. Tragedies happen; people get hurt…
4 tygodnie temu
A Valley Like This
Sometimes you look at an empty valley like this, and suddenly the air is filled with snow. That is the way the whole world happened— there was nothing, and then……
4 tygodnie temu
After Arguing against the Contention That Art Must Come from Discontent
Whispering to each handhold, “I’ll be back,” I go up the cliff in the dark. One place I loosen a rock and listen a long time till it hits, faint in the gulf, but the rush of the torrent almost drowns it out, and the wind— I almost forgot the wind: it tears at your side…
4 tygodnie temu