Tag Archives: Night Sky

EYE OPE TO EYE SHUT

From eye ope to eye shut, and eye shut to eye ope, the sun doth rise and cuts its arc the world round through varied kinds of skies, and then the stars, our sister worlds, and our bright smiling moon, … Continue reading

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Yes, DO go gentle into. . .

YES!! Go! Yes, DO go gentle, gentle, into that good night. No, NO! Not THAT good night! THIS one here, this one now, this one that’s fallen, and whose calling is to let us from this day down to settle, … Continue reading

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I WISH I MAY, I WISH I MIGHT

A star +++++ I wish upon, although +++++ it’s very far. . . Who knows if it even ever listens +++++ or if it’s deaf, as its point light amid the whirling night sky glistens? Nonetheless, upon this distant star, … Continue reading

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LET SUN AND BREATH BE

Let sun and breath be. Let them in when it is time. Let them leave when it is time. Let dirt and weeds be. Let them be just where they are. Their special nourishment and beauty is meant to rule … Continue reading

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OF EARTH AND SKY

Groan. Sigh. I’m flesh and bone, part of earth, but of stars first– expansive as the black night sky.

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LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF YOUR OWN VOICE

Listen to the sound of your own voice. Inside your heart, your gut, your throat, your head. . . Even if no one else outside of you can hear that anything is being said, Don’t lose the track of that … Continue reading

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PANORAMIC TWILIGHT SKY

Fresh air, fresh blood heart-pumped, panoramic twilight sky. . . sun gone down brilliant colors paint the scene artistically around– all of this answers clearly with a soft “because,” to every prior why.

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