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My Teacher is a beautiful poem about the importance of a pet!

“Love, if it is love, never goes away. It is embedded in us, like seams of gold in the Earth, waiting for light, waiting to be struck.”

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“Have you noticed? Some lovers can only say honey if they’re reading it off a jar.”

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“you have crashed into life repeatedly, thinking perhaps you are a bull.”

LOVE THIS!!!

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“Love is that giant bag of everything into which we might disappear without a trace & be found again: Even the parent you thought was lost.”

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There’s something fearless, poignant and beautiful about these poems. Also I’m reading them out loud and there’s a staccato to their arrangements ❤️

“What a waste is any kind of grudge. The taste of grudge destroys completely the taste of cherries. . .

There is no graceful way to carry hatred. While hidden it is everywhere. . . “

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“When I understood you were a tiger learning to love & not devour a monkey I could rest easy under your paws.”

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“You confide in me that you are lonely, that romance juicy & red never stays long at your house.

But when I visit you what do I find? You do not own a sofa!

Without a sofa preferably burgundy or maroon you cannot expect to have romance come & stay in your house.”

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“I have learned to dance.

It isn’t that I didn’t know how to dance before; everyone in my community knew how to dance, even those with several left feet.

I just didn’t know how basic it is for maintaining balance.”

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