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Strange
Strange.
On this Sabbath evening in September, I feel a new season in my bones. I
want to throw all my poems away. Toss them into the sky like moths and
let them be drawn into a dark flame, where I can hear them crackle away
into silence, leaving not an ash or cinder. But of course moths are
life, and my poems are just words that feel so worthless and empty now. O
silence, Word-womb, you who are both Lover and Beloved before they
become two, let me pour these poems and this
mind itself into your terrible consuming love-fire. Even the elegant
moth of God's name, and the wings of God's form, amethyst and gold,
emerald and diamond. I surrender this breath to your annihilating
sweetness, where Mary burns up in Christ, Christ burns up in Mary, and
nothing remains but the fragrance of adoration.
Image by Matt Collishaw
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we were 13 and 14, and we all got ID bracelets, in our girl school group. mine said ~ Anybodys ~ an intriguing character
from West Side Story .
my friends didn't like that and got me a new bracelet, inscribed, *Fred* and they all called me that for four years !
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`````````````````````````` sending a message on meta and being part of your DM frenzy has always sent me away from there / even leaving a comment on that platform / so ... this will not be published here, I know...... and no response ^here< either ... I guess I expect no/thing . I love you, Fred. always and forever. right before I went online and read this piece without the picture. I had just said out loud (yes, talking to myself) that I was tired of all the on line words, that even the most beautiful poetry was all words repeating in a loop, to me and that we all needed a different way to communicate / and if it was to be words / that we create new ones and ways to use them //````````````````````````````````````````````````````` not really surprised that you feel belonging in a different time would be apropos // but you know``` we can go
to any timeline we want to .
I pray you are well and finding Peace, one moment at a time .