by lori | Apr 19, 2016 | Artists, Here and now, Poetry, Work
accept throwing out everything you knew was true each morning starting again from the beginning or well before then uncertainly receiving just one certainty each day some days, mine is a friend or a warm breeze or a cat other days, mine is a poem or an essay or a book... by lori | Jul 22, 2014 | Feelings, Here and now, Poetry
How did you do it my ancestral poets? How did you feel this world so completely when the gentle and the kind suffer while the greedy and mean run so many things? How did you embrace this world where war in all its forms spreads like fire where self-delusion and...