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"[you fit into me]" by Margaret Atwood
you fit into me
like a hook into an eye
a fish hook
an open eye
you fit into me
like a hook into an eye
a fish hook
an open eye
Poets: January Newsletter
"To Be Alive" by Gregory Orr
To be alive: not just the carcass
But the spark.
That's crudely put, but...
If we're not supposed to dance,
Why all this music?
To be alive: not just the carcass
But the spark.
That's crudely put, but...
If we're not supposed to dance,
Why all this music?
Poets: January Newsletter
Just a moment...
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Thanksgiving - Edgar Albert Guest
They are all other people’s children. Kids I don’t know and will never know. And still how keenly I want the world to be gentle with them, to unfold for them, to be careful and kind and bright with love. I hope their parents stay as they are tonight, hanging back just enough to let them explore the shore on their own. Present but not pressing.... See more