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liking the nonlinear narrative structure but not loving the whole thing

I can't believe I read this in one sitting, but

"there will be more love, says the sky, there will be more love"

Is life hidden in the lining of our seams? Are we wearing it inside out?"

I just want / & want now / a perpetual / beautiful stroll / nowhere / I don’t want / to look back / / & say ah / that was so / worth it / because even / if it was / it wasn’t.

AGAINST THE PROMISE OF A VIEW !!!
losing it these poems are so good

“If I wait here long enough / all the true things / will disclose themselves”

Rabbits

“Apocalypse is easy / Thinking’s hard”

Omggggggg

"Am I honest, reliable, and trustworthy? Do I keep my promises? Do I do the things I say I admire and do I avoid the things I say I deplore? Am I fair and just in my dealings with others?"

"The heart is a poetry maker. There is one heart, said the poetry maker, one body and all poems make one poem and we do not use words to make war on this land"

"all memories bend to fit. We become poems"

going to finish this by the end of the year--

"let's honor the maker/let's honor what's made"

"when the Lover is ready,
the Beloved will appear!"

-Changing Places in the Fire

"And my memories are precious
to no one but myself.
My feelings are holy
to no one but myself"

"the war is on.
If love doesn't prevail,
who wants to live in this world?
Are you listening?"

“If one link of a chain is broken, the chain is broken”

63.

"no way to choose life
when greed
brings the constant
sound of death
calling away deliverance"

59.
"all living beings
may rise up
proclaiming pure delight
beauty that restores
beyond all manmade limitations
be welcomed"

50
"...be tender
walk soft
the bodies of our dead
lie here...
only faint traces
of grief remain
sorrow lingers
making soil soul deep
our weeping ground"

31.
"in everyday the blessing of weather
offering change
a constant passing
of life into death
and back again"

love this

13.
"no eternity beckons
just ongoing decay
a deep smothering emptiness
profound prolonged lamentation"

“Despite everything, the world had not ended yet”

« sometimes I’ve got to say what feels best
Im not perfect
But I will not be a lump on the floor »

Dead Baby Speaks

« When madness
Knows no other
Name but mine,

We will go on »

The other children have agreed to forfeit their inheritance

« The last time
I came back to life
Was in the middle
Of an ordinary day,
While at the grocery store,
When I caught my reflection
In the butcher’s glass
& did not
Flinch »

The last time

singe:
« What needed
Killing
For you to
Become ?

Loss is never
just loss. »

« All winter, i wanted to
Write a poem that did not

Involve the word ruin »

“So the blue song
became a dirge,
then the dirge
became a girl”

This is going to be good