Dailies 12/10/16: the open road, sunrise, a miniature book collection, & what to leave behind




What to Leave Behind – Renee Emerson

What drove you there in the first place. That garden that wouldn’t grow, roots
that wouldn’t take. The missing pieces and the objects with pieces missing;
the cords that charge we-don’t-know-what. Small machines you never knew
how to work, gifts you welcomed but had no place for. Anything broken—

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Miniature Book Collection, Sweet Briar College – Graham Hillard


Among them are volumes utterly bereft
of irony: a Lutheran hymnal, a collected

Shakespeare dollhouse thin. Perhaps
they were assembled for a child’s room,

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Song of the Open Road, IV – Walt Whitman

The earth expanding right hand and left hand,
The picture alive, every part in its best light,
The music falling in where it is wanted, and stopping where it is not wanted,

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I’ll tell you how the Sun rose… – Emily Dickinson

I’ll tell you how the Sun rose —
A Ribbon at a time —
The Steeples swam in Amethyst —
The news, like Squirrels, ran —

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