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I think, therefore iambic pentameter: February 2015
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Tuesday, February 24, 2015. I've always found the idea of intercessory prayer a little bit weird. I mean, if God is all-knowing and all good, how can it possibly make sense to try to convince God of anything? And yet, we're obviously supposed to do just that. Not only are we supposed to directly ask God for what we need- that part makes sense, simply as an expression of trust- but we're also supposed to pray for other people, and ask other people to pray for us. No Mama. Where Mama? I won't allow anythin...
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I think, therefore iambic pentameter: May 2015
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Saturday, May 30, 2015. All at once. You'll unfold slowly,. Wings flailing against the silk in which you've wrapped yourself. Do not allow the part of you. That is free to break. Monday, May 25, 2015. Dust is raised up above the air,. Upending the elemental powers of the world. Those born of water. Tuesday, May 19, 2015. Trigger warning: trigger warnings. As my wise flute teacher told me, and as I tell my own students now, practice doesn't actually make perfect. Practice makes permanent. Practici...In th...
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Thursday, June 11, 2015. Followed by my arm. I'm glad about the baby, but. I wish that my arm. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Favorites from the archives. The flicker of your breath. In bleak silence, we wander. Those who can, should. Finding the rhythm and rhyme of the gloriously ordinary. View my complete profile. Breathstopsas soonas you tryto hold it. Hoardedma. Wise tree,delightto the eyes,lies at the center of. Hehasbrought usonce againinto the garden,between . Annunciation by Scott Cairns.
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Saturday, April 5, 2014. Along with the long. Lines drawn, quartered, and otherwise. Tortured and divided. Love sits down brave and serene. In the rubble, resting, wrestling. Love knows just how long. These things take,. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Favorites from the archives. The flicker of your breath. In bleak silence, we wander. Those who can, should. Finding the rhythm and rhyme of the gloriously ordinary. View my complete profile. Beholdthe eyeof beauty,drawing the spiritin elegan.
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Wednesday, June 17, 2015. To the eyes,. Lies at the center. Of Eden. Ah, man the master! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Favorites from the archives. The flicker of your breath. In bleak silence, we wander. Those who can, should. Finding the rhythm and rhyme of the gloriously ordinary. View my complete profile. Breathstopsas soonas you tryto hold it. Hoardedma. Wise tree,delightto the eyes,lies at the center of. Hehasbrought usonce againinto the garden,between . Whydidthe newborn kittencross the road?
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Monday, June 15, 2015. Judgment and morals,. And see that the sages spoke truth. The fruit is good. If. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Favorites from the archives. The flicker of your breath. In bleak silence, we wander. Those who can, should. Finding the rhythm and rhyme of the gloriously ordinary. View my complete profile. Breathstopsas soonas you tryto hold it. Hoardedma. Wise tree,delightto the eyes,lies at the center of. Hehasbrought usonce againinto the garden,between . And All For What?
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I think, therefore iambic pentameter: April 2015
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Monday, April 27, 2015. Elegy for the Grand Canyon. Weep, weep, for the sacred ground. Defiled and unearthed for its terrible power. Weep for the sunlit bright brief hour. Of blue-green waters dancing, and the sound. Of cottonwood leaves. What has been found. More precious than the land where the red rocks tower. And the prickly-pears flower. Weep for the ground. Weep, weep, for the world's brutal ways,. For the souls who cannot be content. With the earth's lovely gifts, for the passion that lays. The us...
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I think, therefore iambic pentameter: Compassion is not a zero-sum game.
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Friday, July 31, 2015. Compassion is not a zero-sum game. Babies are being torn limb from limb, and still we find room in our hearts to weep over a lion. We still have enough leftover moral indignation to call out comparatively trivial hypocrisies. And we still try to push all of this out of our minds long enough to make dinner and take out the trash and do all the other things that are ours to do. As well we should. Compassion is not the sort of thing that diminishes with use. Favorites from the archives.
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Monday, November 18, 2013. Of us must teach, teach,. Until we finally start to learn. That to teach is to enter the learning, stoop to squeeze. Through the tiny, child-sized passage. Where the kingdom is. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Favorites from the archives. The flicker of your breath. In bleak silence, we wander. Those who can, should. Finding the rhythm and rhyme of the gloriously ordinary. View my complete profile. Inthebetweenspaces, you taughtme how to rest with . And All For What?