“Everything Is Waiting For You” by David Whyte
Everything Is Waiting For You After Derek Mahon Your great mistake is to act the drama as if you were alone. As if life were…
Continue reading →Everything Is Waiting For You After Derek Mahon Your great mistake is to act the drama as if you were alone. As if life were…
Continue reading →My friend and I snickered the first time we heard the meditation teacher, a grown man, call himself honey, with a hand placed over his heart…
Continue reading →This is Elizabeth Acevedo’s performance of her poem, “Hair.” She begins by saying, “My mother tells me to fix my hair. And by ‘fix’ she…
Continue reading →The sun’s eyes are painting fields again. Its lashes with expert strokes Are sweeping across the land. A great palette of light has embraced This…
Continue reading →Never Trust a Mirror Never trust a mirror, For the mirror always lies, It makes you think that all your worth, Can be seen from…
Continue reading →I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it was taught, and…
Continue reading →Let them be as flowers, always watered, fed, guarded, admired, but harnessed to a pot of dirt. I’d rather be a tall, ugly weed, clinging…
Continue reading →Love After Love by Derek Walcott The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own…
Continue reading →You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You…
Continue reading →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…
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