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October 2, 2020

“O Southern Cross, O Clover of Scented Phosphorus” by Pablo Neruda

O Southern Cross, O Clover of Scented Phosphorus O Southern Cross, O clover of scented phosphorus,with four kisses this day penetrated your beautyand traversed my hat and the shadows:the moon went turning round a coldness.… Continue Reading

September 25, 2020

“Halfway Down” by A.A. Milne

Halfway Down Halfway down the stairsis a stairwhere I sit.there isn’t anyother stairquite likeit.I’m not at the bottom,I’m not at the top;so this is the stairwhereI alwaysstop. Halfway up the stairsIsn’t upAnd it isn’t down.It… Continue Reading

September 18, 2020

“The People” by Pablo Neruda

The People I recall that man and not two centurieshave passed since I saw him,he went neither by horse nor by carriage:purely on foothe outstrippeddistances,and carried no sword or armour,only nets on his shoulder,axe or… Continue Reading

September 17, 2020

“El Pueblo” de Pablo Neruda

El Pueblo De aquel hombre me acuerdo y no han pasadosino dos siglos desde que lo vi,no anduvo ni a caballo ni en carroza:a puro piedeshizolas distanciasy no llevaba espada ni armadura,sino redes al hombro,hacha… Continue Reading

September 11, 2020

“Breakage” by Mary Oliver

Breakage I go down to the edge of the sea. How everything shines in the morning light! The cusp of the whelk, the broken cupboard of the clam, the opened, blue mussels, moon snails, pale… Continue Reading

September 3, 2020

“Where Is God?” by Mark Nepo

Where Is God? It’s as if what is unbreakable— the very pulse of life—waits for everything else to be torn away, and then in the bareness that only silence and suffering and great love can… Continue Reading

August 28, 2020

“Twelfth Song of Thunder” in the Navajo Tradition

Twelfth Song of Thunder The voice that beautifies the land! The voice above, The voice of thunder Within the dark cloud Again and again it sounds, The voice that beautifies the land. The voice that… Continue Reading

August 21, 2020

“Phenomenal Woman” by Maya Angelou

Phenomenal Woman Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s… Continue Reading

August 14, 2020

“It Troubled Me as Once I was” by Emily Dickinson

It Troubled Me as Once I was It troubled me as once I was —For I was once a Child —Concluding how an Atom — fell —And yet the Heavens — held — The Heavens… Continue Reading

August 7, 2020

“The Delight Song of Tsoai-talee” by N. Scott Momaday

The Delight Song of Tsoai-talee I am a feather on the bright skyI am the blue horse that runs in the plainI am the fish that rolls, shining, in the waterI am the shadow that… Continue Reading

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