Poetry that Heals: I Became Beloved
I walked backwards, against time and that’s where I caught the moon singing at me. I steeped downwards into my seat and that’s where I caught freedo...
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Poetry That Heals: The Thing Is
The Thing Is to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you’ve held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, your t...
Poetry That Heals: Staying Power
In appreciation of Maxim Gorky at the International Convention of Atheists, 1929 Like Gorky, I sometimes follow my doubts outside to the yard and question the s...
Poetry That Heals: Adrift
Everything is beautiful and I am so sad. This is how the heart makes a duet of wonder and grief. The light spraying through the lace of the fern is as delicate ...
Poetry That Heals: As You Are
‘as you are.’ says the universe. ‘after…’ you answer. ‘as you are.’ says the universe. ‘before…’ you...