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Edita
is on page 24 of 192
Words only hide something deeper, deaf and dumb,
something invented to be silenced.
In moments of grace, rare as they are,
you’ll be able to snatch it out: a live fish
in your bare hand.
Pure terror.
— Aug 22, 2020 01:53AM
something invented to be silenced.
In moments of grace, rare as they are,
you’ll be able to snatch it out: a live fish
in your bare hand.
Pure terror.
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Edita’s Previous Updates
Edita
is on page 173 of 192
Dear God,
don’t punish me for saying
my life was so lovely!
We’re human,
our verbs have tenses,
they’re not like Yours,
eternal.
— Aug 27, 2020 09:14PM
don’t punish me for saying
my life was so lovely!
We’re human,
our verbs have tenses,
they’re not like Yours,
eternal.
Edita
is on page 125 of 192
Settle down a minute and look, a miracle:
cloud-covered morning,
touch of chill and fog.
— Aug 25, 2020 09:40PM
cloud-covered morning,
touch of chill and fog.
Edita
is on page 95 of 192
Understanding steals me away from words and things
and flings me into the heart of poetry.
That’s why I write poems,
to hide what threatens my fatal weakness.
— Aug 24, 2020 08:07PM
and flings me into the heart of poetry.
That’s why I write poems,
to hide what threatens my fatal weakness.
Edita
is on page 70 of 192
Love has rhythms which are not those of sadness:
the shape of waves, impulse, running water.
— Aug 23, 2020 08:28PM
the shape of waves, impulse, running water.
Edita
is on page 50 of 192
life so hard to understand,
impossible not to love.
— Aug 22, 2020 09:27PM
impossible not to love.
