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in our lifetime. Which makes the idea of elections Notice how this word has “man” right in the middle of it? That’s one reason I like it. He is right there, front and center. But he i...
Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely
My brothers knew The things you know. I did not scorn learning them; It’s just my mind
When they torture your mother plant a tree When they torture your father plant a tree When they torture your brother
To change the world enough you must cease to be afraid of the poor. We experience your fear as the lea… humiliations; in the past
Look into her eyes and know: She does not think
Did you ever understand this? If my spirit was poor, how could… Was I depressed? Understanding editing, I see how a comma, removed or inse…
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot
Going out to the garden this morning to plant seeds for my winter greens —the strong, fiery mustard
As if I’ve swallowed A watermelon And Sidestepping My digestive tract
She is the one who will notice that the first snapdragon of Spring is
If my sorrow were deeper I’d be, along with you, under the ocean’s floor; but today I learn that the oil that pools beneath the ocean floor
His posture From so many years Holding his robe with one hand Is odd. His gait
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through