12/9/16: wondering how to re-enter a calendar. dressing the soul in women’s underwear. drinking strong coffee. hammering prayer.



Strong Coffee – Anne Higgins

Strong coffee
smells like a current
of warm southerly air
in the climate of dawn.

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From Grace – Leonard Gontarek


I may force the soul into nakedness.

I may lead the soul around on a leash.

I may dress the soul in women’s underwear

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Actually Very Simple – Jay Deshpande

He came back from halfway around the world like that,
tongue tied around him like a scarf. Everything set before him
set to bursting. The fear that what he’d seen—
what had been inside him—that one
clear note—now would slip away. He’d go back
to an electric life, stupid with administration.
How does one re-enter a calendar?

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Hammer Is the Prayer – Christian Wiman 


There is no consolation in the thought of God,
he said, slamming another nail

in another house another havoc had half-taken.
Grace is not consciousness, nor is it beyond.

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