Naked,
The amniotic sack of the sea,
All around me,
A vast womb,
And like a baby,
I am safe,
And free,
And I have room,
And space to be
M Joseph Burt (27.6.6)
Flesh and Blood
We wrestle not, dear sister, against our flesh and blood, But I find myself these days, swept up in that flood, For the violence of that sep...
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I find the cool channels between buildings where the wind finds flow, This breeze block, asphalt, concrete complex, Where the radiance of ...
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As children we learn Though the principle pain is palpable, Though the salt trails that mark our cheeks, long after the streams have dried, ...
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Sahara Stones You bought me beauty From the wasteland From the ashes of stars Star-born Carbon dates, And destinations, Deserted location...
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