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Haiku

Excerpted from the FAQs at Celebrity Death Haiku: What is haiku? A poem in three lines,With Seventeen syllablesOf five, seven, five

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Fleeting Temples

Small Kindnesses by Danusha Laméris The New York Times (9/19/2019), Bonfire Opera I’ve been thinking about the way, when you walk down a crowded aisle, people pull in their legs to let you by. Or how strangers still say “bless you” when someone sneezes, a leftover from the Bubonic plague. “Don’t die,” we are saying. …

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66

Sonnet 66 by William Shakespeare Tir’d with all these, for restful death I cry, As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimm’d in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And guilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection wrongfully disgraced, And strength by limping sway disabled, And art …

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The Middle Way

“when the road forked / he took the middle way / and disappeared into the desert…” ~Robert Shelton, The Angel and the Anchorite, ©1978

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I Rise

I’ve heard the poem before, but her introduction adds a new element to the words. Full poem available HERE.

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“Nay, nay! I better understand!”

The Blind Men and the Elephant by Sana’i (1080-1131) Translated by E.G. Browne (1862 – 1926) Taken from Persian Poems, An Anthology of Verse Translations, © 1954 Not far from Ghúr once stood a city tall Whose denizens were sightless one and all. A certain Sultán once,when passing nigh, Had pitched his camp upon the …

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Always There

I feel in every girl there is a spirit, a wild pixie, that if let go, would run and dance in grassy fields until the end of the world. And then that girl grows up, that pixie hides, but it’s always there, peeking out behind old eyes and reading glasses, laughing, waiting, to one day …

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And pray to all in earnest

  I LOVE TO SIT IN SILENCE       1 I love to sit in silence Beneath the shady trees And listen to the song of birds And to the buzz of bees.         II I love to sit in silence And watch the Clouds roll by Then read a book or …

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Really

Introduction to Poetry by Billy Collins I ask them to take a poem and hold it up to the light like a color slide or press an ear against its hive. I say drop a mouse into a poem and watch him probe his way out, or walk inside the poem’s room and feel the …

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