Tag: nature
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the forsythia
I can remember them well but only just barely how the large bushes kept and clustered themselves into squat hollow half-trees along that chain-linked fence. their breaching buds yellow (of course) felt forgotten or just maybe fabricated drops of divinity sown right there into plain sight. no one stopped to be with them noticed they…
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portals ::
he cannot bear itthe thought of himself young & curious, unfinishedrefuses even to look at what he dare create before he understood what he understands so effortlessly now –and so this under ripe version of this beautiful man & his brilliant mind sits buried and stillworth less somehow to him now. our differing opinions surprise…
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the january wind
blows steady and sharp and truefinding me at dusk, dwindling & staying hidden in the pile of onyx hours thereafterat daybreak it is there again; alive & sure, astute. this manner of wind asks that you pay. attention. to. it.give it your secret rumination, allow it to press you forward, stand taller because of itchange…
santos scribes 