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Good Bones ~ Maggie Smith

Good Bones by MAGGIE SMITH Life is short, though I keep this from my children. Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways, a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways I’ll keep from my children. The world is

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No Coward Soul Is Mine ~ Emily Bronte

No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world’s storm-troubled sphere: I see Heaven’s glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming me from fear. O God within my breast, Almighty, ever-present Deity! Life–that in me has rest, As I–undying

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WH Auden ~ September 1, 1939

Defenseless under the night Our world in stupor lies; Yet, dotted everywhere, Ironic points of light Flash out wherever the Just Exchange their messages: May I, composed like them Of Eros and of dust, Beleaguered by the same Negation and

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Akka Mahadevi ~ Female Devotional Poet

12th Century Poet. Married to a King when young, Akka Mahadevi rejected life in the palace and left to become a naked wandering mendicant. Her life was devoted to Shiva.  I have fallen in love, O mother with the Beautiful

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The Old Scientists Who Knew ~ Clarissa Pinkolo Estes

Vasavada taught breathing to me as prayer, as clearing, as vision. The popular tonglen practice aside for a moment, Vasavada AND Aunt Edna, both used to say in order to calm oneself: Breathe in blue, breathe out red. In our

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Possibilities ~ Wislawa Szymborska

I prefer movies. I prefer cats. I prefer the oaks along the Warta River. I prefer Dickens to Dostoyevsky. I prefer myself liking people to myself loving mankind. I prefer keeping a needle and thread on hand, just in case.

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We Had Each Other for A Long and Too Short A Time ~ Clarissa Pinkolo Estes

I know you’re going to your new love, I see your old white knapsack leaning at the door… your waiting lasso and your saddle outside, and I know, you’ve decided with finality, not to stay with me, not even one

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