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The Making (poem)
Scattered, broken particles must be remade after life on earth snaps, crushes each bone... Read the rest of the poem posted today on Altarwork.... © prasanta 2018
Flammable (poem)
Flammable (poem) Approaching flames warm hands and wake the mind, sparks sear the heart, ignite fiber of truth— a thread of hunger burns... Read the rest of my poem at Altarwork! *© prasanta 2012 Like dead bones coming alive... we also, dead in our sins and...
Striped (poem)
I choke on dust, wreckage of world, and my crushed bones of existence... Read the rest of the poem, posted today on Altarwork ....
fly
"fly" is the right word for me this week as my eldest boarded a plane for the poorest country in the western hemisphere to spend a month working in a remote area on the top of a mountain a one hour drive up and down each day to the health clinic ...
See, Say, Spell, Repeat (at The Mudroom Blog today)
Names tell us who we are and where we belong. For years, I lamented the fact I did not have a simple American nickname to make life easier, for you and me both... Read the rest of my post today at The Mudroom Blog: http://mudroomblog.com/see-say-spell-repeat/ ...
Quotes from A Wrinkle in Time
One of my favorite books of all time is A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L'Engle. It's a bit challenging to succinctly explain the effect this book had on my life. Of course, I only realize it all now, years later after the fact. I was 10 years old when I read the book,...
how pausing is kindness
i will tell you now how pausing is kindness. pausing is the white space, white space around words. pausing is the margins on a page, a space created around words. pausing is the comma. it is catching one's breath at the end of a sentence....
Lanterns {a poem for Memorial Day}
Lanterns They sleep peacefully here, hiding silvery secrets under thick, worn skin A whisper emerges from shadows, among rows of granite Quivering souls— now stilled The spirit of outstretched hands shakes in all seasons I feel the grip of hope, salute the...
Quotes and Poetry about May (Part Three)
This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green, Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes, Thorn-blossom lifting in wreaths of smoke between Where the wood fumes up and the watery, flickering rushes. I am amazed at this spring, this conflagration Of...
Quotes and Poetry about May (Part Two)
"Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair Our Speculations of the Foreigner! Some know Him whom We knew— Sweet Wonder— A Nature be Where Saints, and our plain going Neighbor Keep May!" - Emily Dickinson, Besides This May, #977, 1875 ...
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