Dailies 1/13/18


Poetry Diary: My mom shared this the other day–helps one get through.

Rumi – The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

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Ailbhe Darcy – Stink

They think you came first from Japan
in packing crates
hoping for mulberries, figs and persimmons,

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 Laura Foley – Where There Is Rejoicing, There Should Be Trembling


A fracture of no consequence,
this glass breaking in the heat

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Laura Redden Searing– Corinna Confesses

To think that my eyes once could draw your eyes down for a moment,
    From their lifting and straining up toward the opulent heights
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