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Category: Loss
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AFTERWORD A Found Poem in Memory of Anthony Bourdain I will always carry my heart around, my entanglementsa big room free of country, and most certainties.My dreams travel in strange beauty, telling me what to do —if I can relax or drink in fully, or if I have been comforted.Beyond normal human itinerary, I don’t…
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HONEY OUT OF THE ROCK I need to live like that crooked tree — / solitary, bittersweet, and utterly free — / that knelt down in the hardest winds // but could not be blasted away. / It kept its eye on the far horizon / and brought honey out of the rock. – Green…
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TITANIC REVISITED You won’t find bodies…. You won’t find skeletons…. What anybody who’s explored the wreck finds is pairs of shoes. – James Cameron, discussing 20 more years of research after the movie, Titanic The camera shows a pair of women’s shoes, a pair of girls’ shoes, a hand mirror. A clock, once only thought…
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