poem of the day

the circle around the zero

a lover doesn’t figure the odds. he figures he came clean from god as a gift without a reason, so he gives without cause or calculation or limit. a conventionally religious person behaves a certain way to achieve salvation. a lover gambles everything, the self, the circle around the zero! he or she cuts and [...]

happy thirty-five

love after love the time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. eat. you will love again the stranger who was your self. give wine. give bread. give back your heart to [...]

sixteen | year two

words of another wild geese you do not have to be good. you do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. you only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. tell me about despair, yours, and i will tell you mine. [...]

gratitude

i thank you for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes. (e.e. cummings)

in time of daffodils

in time of daffodils (who know the goal of living is to grow) forgetting why, remember how in time of lilacs who proclaim the aim of waking is to dream, remember so (forgetting seem) in time of roses (who amaze our now and here with paradise) forgetting if, remember yes in time of all sweet [...]

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