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April | 2010 | imperfect prose
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April 28, 2010 at 12:54 pm ( Uncategorized. I am a blogging nomad… visit me here, now, sweet friends: in the hush of the moon. Will you take care of me forever? April 23, 2010 at 12:56 pm ( Uncategorized. Face red he lies, eyes under pillow, me touching hand where the tarnished gold of ring digs deep worn farm-boy finger. he can’t move, for the migraine blinding fast, and i remember, eight years ago, me cooling fever-forehead and him asking shaky, “will you take care of me forever? And soon, to follow th...
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imperfect prose on thursdays | imperfect prose
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Imperfect prose on thursdays. July 15, 2010 at 5:21 pm ( Uncategorized. This is going to be a place where we dig word-deep. where we uncover language lure, and breathe poetry. prose. in the name of faith. We are broken people. let’s celebrate our redemption. let’s make a theology of the arts on thursdays. If you want to link up with me, just use the button code below, or guide your readers to “in the hush of the moon.”. Center a href=” http:/ canvaschild.blogspot.com/” img. July 16, 2010 at 1:58 am.
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fragile thoughts soon forgotten: December 2005
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Fragile thoughts soon forgotten. Friday, December 30, 2005. Every morning feels like. A movie that never ends. My black and white existence. And the banquet to follow. Throw off your rags of yesterday. Dance with me in the. No more tears of boredom or sadness. Posted by kanadians in korea @ 6:56 AM. Links to this post. Thursday, December 29, 2005. Ugly stains of past sorrows gone, replaced with laugh-lines. Posted by kanadians in korea @ 7:08 AM. Links to this post.
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fragile thoughts soon forgotten: July 2005
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Fragile thoughts soon forgotten. Saturday, July 30, 2005. Nectar of the gods. Ordinarily bananas or apples. Purple, juicy gem of the. Bolted doors of resentment. No more homeless nights. I can afford fruit. A giant balloon -. Juice drips like my. And pick up the. Posted by kanadians in korea @ 9:22 PM. Friday, July 29, 2005. In you my fears, my. Hold my hand, believe my. Teach me how to laugh and. Send me to the. Buy me flowers, run a mile. Conquer mountains, climb a.
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fragile thoughts soon forgotten: October 2005
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Fragile thoughts soon forgotten. Monday, October 31, 2005. Daily petting the cat that lingers. Like you're trying to touch the sky. In a stony heart. For one so young. Your face is very. Posted by kanadians in korea @ 7:12 AM. Like a flame in a. Branches lick the windows. Tied together by a. Frightened by the unknown. You step out the door. I follow dragging books music paintings not. We face the storm. Posted by kanadians in korea @ 6:55 AM. Friday, October 28, 2005.
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fragile thoughts soon forgotten: June 2005
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Fragile thoughts soon forgotten. Thursday, June 30, 2005. Sobbing "i give up". Cracking, breaking in crazed abandon over the. Me sinking onto the floor. Rock bottom, he whispers. His lungs give way to silence, gasping air, and he waits. I pray heaven flood his soul this hour. I pray angels lift his heart and mend its gaping. Posted by kanadians in korea @ 7:06 AM. Wednesday, June 29, 2005. For better or for worse. Man to man they stand. Defying standards we so. Child of ...
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gasp for grace | imperfect prose
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April 7, 2010 at 12:40 pm ( Uncategorized. He doesn’t know i’m watching him. little feet slipping fuzzy-socked leaping high on floor-boards, arms stretched wide as if to die on unseen cross only he’s very much alive, chuckling at the colours in the room, at the sounds and smells and sights only baby-eyes can see and i stop doing mother things to feel the grace in this undone moment. Grace in the un-doing. in the un-being. in the un-aware. Find more stories of the holy at. April 7, 2010 at 1:37 pm. Fill i...
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fragile thoughts soon forgotten: April 2006
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Comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}. Fragile thoughts soon forgotten. Friday, April 28, 2006. She's a breathless pirouette. She sticks out her foot to curtsy. Face in hands weeping. The strings have snapped. She's a fallen ballerina. Practicing day and night. Twirling swirling curling up the floor. With her pointed toes. How to dance while. Posted by kanadians in korea @ 7:09 AM. Thursday, April 27, 2006. Sky of bleeding souls. Heaven feed us today. Golden grains of hope. In a sky of bleeding souls. Some da...
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December | 2009 | imperfect prose
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December 21, 2009 at 3:51 pm ( Uncategorized. We sit, listen to the pastor speak of Mary and her blessed being… her womb opening like butterfly cocoon, letting the spirit of God fly into a world hungry for the miraculous…. And i wonder,. Doesn’t he, humble earth-father, deserve some credit? 8230; my mind drifts back to over a year ago… trying for a baby… both of us being tested; husband shuddering to think perhaps it was him–so humbling for a man. God the Father: Joseph’s surrogate…. Giving Birth to Joy.
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whispers of flame | imperfect prose
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April 12, 2010 at 3:29 pm ( Uncategorized. Now we’re home, i put baby to bed, tuck Linda’s. Hand-knit afghan around cheeks and touch head, praying God, let him know he’s loved, for it’s parents that make this world someplace special. it’s in their care that Christ lives incarnate. and it’s for this that i am grateful. and it’s for this that i am now. For more gratitude visit. April 12, 2010 at 3:32 pm. I used to do that as a kid too! April 13, 2010 at 2:13 am. Deb@talk at the tabl. Enter your comment here.
