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Drawn Blinds
In Loving Memory of Linda and to All Who Loved Her I close the blindShed shoes and clothesLeave day behindFrom whence I rose I greet the nightI ponder restThe questions rise … Lived I my best? I fall asleep –Again draw blindsJump to my feetDo day. Do life. But then one dayWhen all is doneWhen Read more
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Servants
It is enough that you would see, My Master, God Eternally, And that your servant I would be – Unworthy, serve you happily. For I don’t know what you will do With all that I have muddled through, Ignoble things laid down for you, In trust that you are good and true. My comfort, joy, Read more
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A New Day
What is your complaint, barking crow?Why greet the morning with contentious noiseAs light breaks through,As morning rehearses againThe ongoing playOf the Ancient of Days. Be silent! Let others sing!Let the happier lead the processionOf the first rays!Even brother JayKnows it’s better to sing than to bark,Preens his feathers to match the coming sky. Are you Read more
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How Do You Do It?
“How do you do it?” You ask.”How do you hold on, while all else around you goes to sleep?You know, eventually, you too, must surrender to the cold.What is it that makes your heart hang on and still stand? How do you flash your light toward the watching audience (who, quite frankly, is waiting for Read more
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A Greater Darkness
I step out with my coffee into a cold November morning. I tilt my head and glance into what seems a motionless universe. Orion stretches his shield over my roof in the south, as he does every autumn and winter. Will he ever let go of his wrath? To the north, the big dipper still Read more
Heidi Viars 