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being to timelessness as it's to time, love did no more begin than love will end: where nothing is to breathe to stroll to swim love is the air the ocean and the land (do... More »
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I've learned that healing doesn't always work, and some times the effort to heal or change the situation, keeps us from experiencing the reality. Healing may be motivated by a desire to escape suffering, or... More »
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~o~ Are you the one for whom I searched? Scratching the surface of the skin for hidden stings? Poking in places where I did not belong? Have I embarrassed you? Made you blush and turn... More »
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Wind and rain re-wrote the dust on my wind shield which used to say "wash me." Now I peer through the mire that my wipers make, the fog too great and dense. Even the mounts... More »
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Red as they come, the roses Pink as your lips when you bite them White like the ship of the night In full sail. I can't recall The touch of your skin,Or the weight of... More »
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At your grandfather's cabin on the lake, you took this photograph. We were just married. I was no one, known to you, Just a face, just a body, An appendix to your family The question... More »
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At best I could resist you with a nod, A turn of the cheek, and when there's music. I'd duck my head and shuffle to the beat, We'd touch to say that we were here... More »
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What Day was it when the cracked star fell, Spitting embers into the coal dark sky? That night became an ambulance howling, and dawn filled the empty grave with rain. We stood among strangers in... More »
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When I make jewelry, a lare part of the process is repetitive actions like sawing, sanding and filling. Some pieces are made largely by hammering. During this part of the process, i often try to... More »
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I found this passage quoted on wood s lot and i remember reading it back in the Eighties. Laing's book offered a compelling argument for reevaluating ideas about normalcy and mental illness. He also... More »
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