Arts

Mandala

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I am glued to the interior of my thoughts. A shredded ballerina figurine dipped in gold. Trees, water, sky. Autumn. Spring. Autumn. Outside, reality…

Two Poems

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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]The Horse Chestnut Is About To Go Extinct in Europe. In North America, we’ve already lost half of our bird population. The meadowlark, I’ve…

Two Poems

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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] River and Fugue All afternoon I have sat in the middle of the river, disrupting the animals who live in it and come…

Amidah (Standing Prayer)

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On the path to the river,  nature’s rarest colors:  cadmium. Blue that once meant holiness. White here stands for  cool observation:  telephone wires ruled…

Keys for a Crown

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I stopped, stunned by flower- shrine—hidden, not shy— my companions, unenraptured, pulled us past. Could any see Tall stalks—rope tying keys to the papal…