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A Portable Paradise And if I speak of Paradise, then I’m speaking of my grandmother who told me to carry it always on my person, concealed, so no one else would know but me. That… Continue Reading

From the Sustaining Air from the sustaining air fresh air There is the clarity of a shore And shadow,    mostly,    brilliance summer the billows of August When, wandering, I look from my page… Continue Reading

I Worried I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it was taught, and if not how shall I correct it? Was… Continue Reading

I Sing the Body Electric 1I sing the body electric,The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them,They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,And discorrupt… Continue Reading