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Julie G
is on page 34 of 62
Faces at the window
Am I never to be without you?
Cries for help in the night
Am I never to sleep?
I have no more springs
No living water
For your spent wells,
I am stiff and frozen
In the winter ice.
It is time I heard
My own voice weeing,
Felt the warm tears
Of absolution
On my icy cheek.
It is time you let me sleep.
— May 27, 2026 05:40AM
Am I never to be without you?
Cries for help in the night
Am I never to sleep?
I have no more springs
No living water
For your spent wells,
I am stiff and frozen
In the winter ice.
It is time I heard
My own voice weeing,
Felt the warm tears
Of absolution
On my icy cheek.
It is time you let me sleep.
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Julie G
is on page 40 of 62
After a winter's silence
I feel the shock of spring.
My breath warms like the sun,
Melts ice, bursts into song.
So when that inner one
Gives life back the power
To rise up and push through,
There's nothing to it.
We simply have to do it,
As snowdrops know
When snowdrops flower.
— May 27, 2026 05:47AM
I feel the shock of spring.
My breath warms like the sun,
Melts ice, bursts into song.
So when that inner one
Gives life back the power
To rise up and push through,
There's nothing to it.
We simply have to do it,
As snowdrops know
When snowdrops flower.
Julie G
is on page 37 of 62
It is harder to see what one sees
Than anyone knows.
Monet knew, spent a lifetime
Trying to undazzle the light
And pin it down.
— May 27, 2026 05:42AM
Than anyone knows.
Monet knew, spent a lifetime
Trying to undazzle the light
And pin it down.
Julie G
is on page 24 of 62
. . . she looks for a woman who has suffered
And become like gold, the dross beaten out,
As round and whole as a wedding ring. . .
— May 26, 2026 05:04AM
And become like gold, the dross beaten out,
As round and whole as a wedding ring. . .
Julie G
is on page 17 of 62
I must not go back to the murderous past
Nor force a passage through to some safe landing,
But float upon this moment of communion
Entranced, astonished by pure understanding--
Passionate love dissolved like summer snow.
— May 25, 2026 04:42PM
Nor force a passage through to some safe landing,
But float upon this moment of communion
Entranced, astonished by pure understanding--
Passionate love dissolved like summer snow.