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“Smelling A Stone In The Middle Of Winter
I can't remember
What gravel and weeds look like.
This little stone becomes important
And starts to act big.
I expect it to orbit the kitchen stove
Any minute now.
Near my nose
It gets
Bigger and bigger
Until it's a mountain
I'm lost on.
This stone is different
Than the stone that grinds me down
All day
At work.
This stone
Smells like the inside of your dress
On a spring afternoon.
It's the hard feeling in my stomach
When I'm talking nonsense to you.
This stone is so inviting
Everyone wants to walk right into it
And become a fossil.”
― The Heron With No Business Sense
I can't remember
What gravel and weeds look like.
This little stone becomes important
And starts to act big.
I expect it to orbit the kitchen stove
Any minute now.
Near my nose
It gets
Bigger and bigger
Until it's a mountain
I'm lost on.
This stone is different
Than the stone that grinds me down
All day
At work.
This stone
Smells like the inside of your dress
On a spring afternoon.
It's the hard feeling in my stomach
When I'm talking nonsense to you.
This stone is so inviting
Everyone wants to walk right into it
And become a fossil.”
― The Heron With No Business Sense
“Help me to be in the world for no purpose at all except for the joy of sunlight and rain.
Keep me close to the edge, where everything wild begins.”
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Keep me close to the edge, where everything wild begins.”
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Carol’s 2025 Year in Books
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