Two rivers of speech
flow to a silent pool where
all is understood.
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Friday, February 22, 2013
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Two about breathing
Silence,
then wind comes
off
the river, like the breath
of
eons of words.
Let
my anger come
and
go, quickly and cleanly,
as
a breath: in, out.
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