windrag : poetry : journal

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Category: poem

admonition I

magical thinking, intuition. compare and contrast, forever

bearings

three stars in the west, isosceles triangle at month’s beginning, now right. navigating the great ocean, lost as ever.

the folks ii

curating family: so many relations. one chooses to stick with a few, and persists in accepting the failures to meet eye-to-eye, for the little successes that eye-heart-to-breathe-meet-within

request

“make one up, dadú” forgiveness, it’s what we do tonight’s lullaby

beatitude

as flexible as the human voice can be “thank you” is the richest melody