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From the last section of Birches, by Robert Frost: May no fate willfully misunderstand me And half grant what I wish and snatch me away Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love: I don’t know where it’s likely … Continue reading
“I don’t understand anything” I could be proud and naïve to live The openness in this kernel of sage wisdom– . IN a wonderful dream Some people will give you a low vote, 1 of 5, meaning there is a … Continue reading
An ache turning twinge and sudden emptiness forming a hot heart burning, and releases scorched earth policy in ways of words said aloud or words quiet, just thought that a life is suffering and churlish and yet somehow we find … Continue reading
Is there a wind sounding cautious for slowness and stability ? Or does the air now urge us to leap, to risk, and to return as love what we the world do beseech ?