Poetry

irish independence

free from your neighbor. die with more money but alone. land of saints and
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hergest ridge

earth from on high seems so low new york - la flight june 2001
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parlour

no visits no recognition. hidden hope hesitantly stacked younger parents (than
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freed conscience

I am the lark of life; soaring above and forever hidden below. my life is not
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Gathering

Squirrels gather food For the long Dormant season Why do we not Do the same with

Pondering

Sitting questioning time as it relates to me and everything else less ordinary.
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Sitting questioning time as it
relates to me and everything
else less ordinary.

Gathering from Ecdysis 2008

Squirrels gather food
For the long
Dormant season

Why do we not
Do the same with
Learning?

If we did
We would be
One full season
Of being.

 

May
2008 Bali


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