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JUNO

i've fallen
here a time before
you've stood so tall
i'm on the floor
my mouth sewn shut
you hadn't known
your heart would soar
i'd dig the rut
i've fallen
here a time before
i'm in your shadow
on the floor

D.P.S.

the dull waves under your skin

shriek at the crest; breathe at the trough

an eye in the storm stays quiet

sending out its loudest lashes
passion comes crashing

clashing,

clashing,

clashes

TREEHOUSE

the wooden treehouse in my neighbors yard
has started to slant, tired from all the years it's stood—
holding all of us children above ground in its safe arms.
there are more coupons lying around the house,
busting from both wallets and drawers.
no one's been without suffering.
and you wonder if things were this way as a child,
and your naïvety got in the way of allowing you to see things as they were.
maybe it wasn't so bad.
maybe it was.

LOUIE SCHWARTZBERG: TEDx

"You think this is just another day in your life, but it's not just another day. It's the one day that is given to you today. It's given to you. It's a gift. It's the only gift that you have right now. And the only appropriate response is gratefulness. If you do nothing else but to cultivate that response to the great gift of this unique day, if you learn to respond as if it were the first day in your life and the very last day, then you will have spent this day very well. Begin by opening your eyes and be surprised that you have eyes you can open. That incredible array of colors that is constantly offered to us for pure enjoyment. Look at the sky. We so rarely look at the sky. We so rarely note how different it is from moment to moment with clouds coming and going. We just think of the weather. We don't think of all the many nuances of weather. We just think of good weather and bad weather. This day, right now, has unique weather, maybe a kind that will never exactly in that form come again. The formation of clouds in the sky will never be the same that is right now. Open your eyes. Look at that. Look at the faces of people whom you meet. Each one has an incredible story behind their face—a story that you could never fully fathom. Not only their own story, but a story of their ancestors. We all go back so far.  

And in this present moment, on this day, all the people you meet, all that life from generations and from so many places all over the world, flows together and meets you here like a life giving water, if you only open your heart and drink."

THE SHADOWLANDS

GO

Cigarettes are burning on my porch.
There's champagne in my orange juice.
Morning poetry—
it's moving day.
We're going.
We're going.
I'm going.