Friday, 17 May 2024
Some Feel Rain BY JOANNA KLINK
At Black River by Mary Oliver
All day
its dark, slick bronze soaks
in a mossy place,
its teeth,
a multitude
set
for the comedy
that never comes —
its tail
knobbed and shiny,
and with a heavy-weight's punch
packed around the bone.
In beautiful Florida
he is king
of his own part
of the black river,
and from his nap
he will wake
into the warm darkness
to boom, and thrust forward,
paralyzing
the swift, thin-waisted fish,
or the bird
in its frilled, white gown,
that has dipped down
from the heaven of leaves
one last time,
to drink.
Tuesday, 7 May 2024
Some Kiss We Want by Rumi
There is some kiss we want with
our whole lives, the touch of
spirit on the body. Seawater
begs the pearl to break its shell.
And the lily, how passionately
it needs some wild darling! At
night, I open the window and ask
the moon to come and press its
face against mine. Breathe into
me. Close the language- door and
open the love window. The moon
won't use the door, only the window.
You are Earth by Aubrey Marcus
You are comprised of: 84 minerals, 23 Elements, and 8 gallons of water spread across 38 trillion cells. You have been built up from noth...
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1802 The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; ...
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There is a kind of love called maintenance Which stores the WD40 and knows when to use it; Which checks the insurance, and doesn’t for...
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They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some ext...