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I go camping solo
I live in the mid-Atlantic coastal tidewater region, near the top of the northern most habitat for native bald cypress swamp on the east coast of the States. We are 20 to 30 minutes of backroads away from the most tender, unique and ancient public habitats you could imagine, making me endlessly grateful for state…
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In all the green and wild winds.
Yesterday I had dozens of things to do-ish. Like the world won’t stop if I don’t get to these things do-ish but there’s my suitcase still unopened outside my bedroom door from the trip to Buffalo last weekend there’s a gross needs cleaned out fridge, there’s recycling needs running and so on. Already the night…
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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…
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key bridge in the distance
for weeks at a time i am convinced the gold bells ring from the other side afloat on sea wind, they drop bigger than dimes taste heavenly as sacred fruit dish of soft, the sweet the bitterephemeral light pause, the delight of air at once inside immense, the exalt plum of quietnessthe warmth, the tenderness…
Kel 