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Make the Ordinary Come Alive
Do not ask your children to strive for extraordinary lives. Such striving may seem admirable, but it is a way of foolishness. Help them...
won't you celebrate with me
won't you celebrate with me what i have shaped into a kind of life? i had no model. born in babylon both nonwhite and woman what did i...
Breaking Surface
Let no one keep you from your journey, no rabbi or priest, no mother who wants you to dig for treasures she misplaced, no father who...
Don't Hesitate
If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to...
Advice to Myself
Leave the dishes. Let the celery rot in the bottom drawer of the refrigerator and an earthen scum harden on the kitchen floor. Leave the...
Saint Francis and the Sow
The bud stands for all things, even for those things that don’t flower, for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing; though...
Small Kindnesses
I’ve been thinking about the way, when you walk down a crowded aisle, people pull in their legs to let you by. Or how strangers still say...
choose you
if i decide not to choose myself i have disappointed all the women that came before me that did not choose themselves either -MAIA...
Love After Love
The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the...
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made; Nine bean-rows will I have there,...
To The Unseeable Animal
My daughter: "I hope there's an animal somewhere that nobody has ever seen. And I hope nobody ever sees it." Being, whose flesh dissolves...
What We Need Is Here
Geese appear high over us, pass, and the sky closes. Abandon, as in love or sleep, holds them to their way, clear in the ancient faith:...
Linked Lives
How did I know where I was going beneath the shadow of your fingers? When the sky was a coat sleeve and all the rivers dried to paint....
Sweet Darkness
When your eyes are tired the world is tired also. When your vision has gone, no part of the world can find you. Time to go into the dark...
Morning Song
Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its place among the elements. Our...
The Bell and The Blackbird
The sound of a bell Still reverberating, or a blackbird calling from a corner of the field, asking you to wake into this life, or...
Torso of Air
Suppose you do change your life. & the body is more than a portion of night–sealed with bruises. Suppose you woke & found your shadow...
When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer
When I heard the learn’d astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, When I was shown the charts and...
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