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Those first thick gusts of spring
We are driving out to the island the second Monday in a row for me, a Monday ago in the buoyant warm of growing moon gibbous round and all those first thick gusts of spring, and now Tom and I, a totally spontaneous date the tidewater springs and gullies high with rain the echo cacophony…
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Proclamation.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy. max erhmann It’s a real thing I take for granted so much I don’t often see it. Lately especially life is waving it in my face everywhere so the only thing I can do is…
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i am delirious
love poem 1. i am delirious w joy on a saturday night day of 181,000 distractions that i stay homeanyway, tend to home agarden of love wet sinking spongy i am fast& home spun so to sit down on quiet winter’s nightthat i get to blue lightening storm come throughspill to dark moon last of…
Kel 