spirit
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The Well
In the corner of your gardenovergrown with weeds and grasseshides a well so long abandonedthat your spirit daily passesinches from its massive stoneworkclueless that its rusting bucketand the rope that's close to breakingcould in fact provide the waterthat your face… Continue reading
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Vigil I
There isn't a discrete momentwhen you say, with certainty,"There, that was death." Instead, there's the dawning realizationthat the next breath hasn't come,that at some point,somewhere in the last minute or two or three,something that had been there for decades,snuck past… Continue reading
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To My Inner Artist
Dear Inner Artist, I so believe in you. I so believe that you have something important to say and much more to discover. The photography you do is good–sometimes amazingly, remarkably good. It comes from a place of authenticity, deep… Continue reading
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The Soul’s Raptus
this is a vision of the spirit's transport of the soul's raptus snatched up blown over pushed through to that solitude just beyond reach one aha past the present one dream deeper into night where i am bleached transparent borderless (all lands and none) intended unreflected so close, so… Continue reading