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Of all the forms of genius,
goodness has the longest awkward age.
--
Thornton
Wilder
GRATITUDE
i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any--lifted from the no
of all nothing--human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
-- e.e.
cummings
GRIEF
After my
mother died, all my sentences began with “After my mother
died.” After my mother died, all I wanted to do was fuck.
-- Holly
Hughes, World Without
End
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