Category: truth
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In Greening Wood
03/24 “One plods along in a state of amazement, sometimes smiling sometimes weeping.” Farid al-Din Attar from his poem ‘The Conference of Birds’ crows return from winter retreat robins strut on sandy ground pear tree hosts a cabaret of wrens jays and cardinals flash blue and red mockingbirds court along a fence woodpecker stalks a…
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Reading Bonhoeffer
a thousand times I died in books ___ every alternative seemed intolerable fanciful dreams waited for success ___ quiet and confident responsible people stood at a turning-point discernible in alternatives ___ nothing gracious or easy I grow closer everyday 3-23-20
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Hugging the shore
What of this devotion this becoming a shoreline to the motion of a river rushing to sea. No one lives forever; is love a preparation for our dying? Tell me the truth. I watched my father die breathing into the night he would die, his pacemaker kept restarting him Mom called out his name wet…
My husband's poetry 