leaping

leap from new cold life, to land among new home trees, and praise what's within. bound and bound away from the dead wood that wounds you; that branch had passed on. i've been getting high on all the wrong oxygen, my head hurts, i'm spent. i thought that was you, standing at the edge of fine, within my green bounds, come to prune the hurt, come to...

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i aim at love

i aim at love, like the lot of you, which is glimpsed side-to, caught in those strange impulses of light-in-time, that pierce the eyes in some moments and bathe the feet in others. it is not fully found but fondly, fiercely pursued. i don't mean love, i mean Love: that silent place that sits beyond the threshold of time and nature that ends at the beginning of things and begins at the end; that high and low place at once, that river within us that...

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the walk

nothing so simple as a walkamong these souls, towered and adorned withthe shawls of life, letting what little sunbask them and youin some emergence of truth. their edges muted nowby different masksas they reach up butlook downward uponyou through suchsilly gauze, but that's the way of things. there is solemnity inthe quiet way in whichthings...

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supper is ready

it only takes a second, maybe after asking them toget ready for supper, which they'd rather not do, and they spike a radio to theground and toss their cdsacross the roomand kick the table in frontof them and call you an assholeand tell you to throw theirradio away for good this timeand begin to pound their fistsagainst their head and yousee in their...

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faith outside the faults

i'm not a friend of his language, although his mother and i fought for control of the  tongue of it when he first came to us; he knew a few words, and he looped the lips to craft something of a conversation with us and members of his new family and  we learned to be interpreters. he stole people's keys, poaching them the way a boy fists pebbles...

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