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even though the whole world is burning

 

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There was one dawn

Aubade by Louise Glück There was one summer that returned many times over there was one flower unfurling taking many forms Crimson of the monarda, pale gold of the late roses There was one love There was one love, there … Continue reading

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“ A Thousand Kisses Deep”

“We don’t write the play, we don’t produce it, we don’t direct it , and we are not even actors in it. Everybody eventually comes to the conclusion that things are not unfolding exactly the way they wanted, and that … Continue reading

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The world is no better than its places.

A Poem on Hope by Wendell Berry It is hard to have hope. It is harder as you grow old, for hope must not depend on feeling good and there is the dream of loneliness at absolute midnight. You also … Continue reading

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No one should be writing poetry In times like these

HAZARD RESPONSE Tom Clark As in that grey exurban wasteland in Gatsby When the white sky darkens over the city Of ashes, far from the once happy valley, This daze spreads across the blank faces Of the inhabitants, suddenly deprived Of … Continue reading

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Or so the story goes.

When the light goes out, and the book is set down by the bedside, it all comes flooding in: the story you are reading; the story of the day; the understanding that it is a story, the day now past, … Continue reading

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Peace, Love & Books

If you are a regular visitor here, then you know that I love an inspiring narrative about the power of literature and reading. For Californian Davina Agudelo-Ferreira, her personal story about the life-changing influence of the written word is especially … Continue reading

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The world in verse

Every city, every forest, mountain, and every river has its own poem waiting to be discovered. You can uncover that geographic poetry on the MultiVerse – an interactive map where a single click anywhere in the world generates a unique … Continue reading

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We see that there really is nothing left to write about.

LATE ECHO John Ashbery Alone with our madness and favorite flower We see that there really is nothing left to write about. Or rather, it is necessary to write about the same old things In the same way, repeating the … Continue reading

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Pity the Nation

PITY THE NATION by Lawrence Ferlinghetti, 2007 (After Khalil Gibran) Pity the nation whose people are sheep And whose shepherds mislead them Pity the nation whose leaders are liars Whose sages are silenced And whose bigots haunt the airwaves Pity … Continue reading

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