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Words keep me curious

Music provides me purpose

for DS106

Every small petal of the Spring flower bouquet, fades and drops away

Traversing rivers over rocks and roots and sand; never in command

Writing a sun poem with eyes closed, imagining the Solstice moment

Dark stage curtain, closed audience, emptied and now it's just me, my music, my thoughts, alone

Time; decoded

We want to do more than survive

The book of hope (and) belonging

for OpenWrite BookSpinePoem

Boxes, packed with papers, books, pens, notes, plans

In August, I hope to better understand where things have gone

For now, I'm on the surface of the mirror, skating in the remembering

Not yet imagining the space taking shape only in my mind, for some future time

for OpenWrite

Why aren't we kinder? -George Saunders

Each of us, born central to the universe - our only story, separate from all that other junk — you know, other people — but we believe; we really want, in our hearts, the present moment: more open and more loving

for #OpenWrite Original text from George Saunders' “Failures of Kindness” speech https://jamesclear.com/great-speeches/failures-of-kindness-by-george-saunders

Whether punctual or punctuated, we pause to pass on the love

for Algot

In the moment when music is made, all lights get dimmed down low

the lights are dimmed so low, all eyes are tuned to the sound

their eyes are on the sound but mine are on the mouth

my mind is on her mouth; lips, curved; tongue shadows; white teeth

lips, tongue, teeth — and words I think this is something I've once heard

I've only heard echoes before drawn by the breath of her voice

it's her voice – falling, tumbling, turning - in that moment, when music is made

for #OpenWrite inspired by Duplex by Jericho Brown https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/152729/duplex