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TO PURITY I have heard so much about you if you claim to be you I will know it’s not true if you say nothing I will listen as I do with my own old mixed feelings of hope and reservation hearing through them whatever might be you the way I see the white [...] Once again, it’s that time of year … time to sit back and reflect on all that I am thankful for. Work continues to chug along. The bet that I made that our stock would rebound last fall has paid off nicely … I lowered my average cost significantly, and my portfolio is above [...] TO MYSELF Even when I forget you I go on looking for you I believe I would know you I keep remembering you sometimes long ago but then other times I am sure you were here a moment before and the air is still alive around where you were and I think then I [...] SUMMITS Mountains bloom in spring they shine in summer they burn in autumn but they belong to winter every day we travel farther and at evening we come to the same country mountains are waiting but is it for us all day the night was shining through them and many of the birds were [...] TO THE PRESENT TENSE By the time you are by the time you come to be by the time you read this by the time you are written by the time you forget by the time you are water through fingers by the time you are taken for granted by the time it hurts [...] Speech Alone It happens that one pronounces a few words just for oneself alone on this strange earth then the small white flower the pebble like all those that went before the sprig of stubble find themselves re-united at the foot of the gate which one opens slowly to enter the house of clay [...] Girl Lithe and Tawny Girl lithe and tawny, the sun that forms the fruits, that plums the grains, that curls seaweeds filled your body with joy, and your luminous eyes and your mouth that has the smile of the water. A black ravenous sun bathes you in the thread of your black mane, when [...] We Have Lost Even We have lost even this twilight. No one saw us this evening hand in hand while the blue night dropped on the world. I have seen from my window the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops. Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin between my hands. [...] |
      
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