Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.
--W. S. Merwin
"Maybe if we reinvent whatever our lives give us we find poems." --Naomi Shihab Nye
Tenderness pierces the heart the way a bright stream of sunlight pierces evening clouds, the way the green stem of garlic pierces cold s...
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