Emergent Occasions
… Read the rest “Emergent Occasions”No man is an Island, intire of it selfe;
Every man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine;
If a Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe is the lesse, as well as
Writer. Demand Poet.
… Read the rest “Emergent Occasions”No man is an Island, intire of it selfe;
Every man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine;
If a Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe is the lesse, as well as
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I hear you. Tapping on the glass. You
Want to be let in. You’ve been patiently
Waiting on the stoop for so long, and you’ve
Done your job, enjoying the passersby and
Soaking up the sun. You’ve done all … Read the rest “Heart Work”
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Try to guess the color of the
Next house you see and even if you are
Four you won’t probably say “lilac” — which isn’t quite
The right word for the shade of the
Purple house in New Jersey … Read the rest “A Purple House”
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My sweet princess told Matt, the
Shoe salesman as he bent
Over her little foot, “I touched
Your head!” the last word lifting
Up like a startled sparrow leaving
A branch.
She might hear, someday, about
How the real … Read the rest “I Touched Your Head”
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I heard a drop of rain
On that rhododendron call to me:
You are alive.
This minute, and only this one.
You may grouse at yesterday or
Pine for tomorrow but only the
Perfume of now exists. You … Read the rest “You are Alive”