Awake
But once awake, your dream
becomes some beach ball maybe
something frisbee free,
a dream that knows it’s dreaming
circle alphabets
the coloring of roses,
heart of hearts, the word
aware it’s poetry
alive before revision.
~Son Rivers 2006
GLAD YULE!
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Tomorrow is the Winter Solstice — the beginning of Yule. It is the time
when day is shortest and night longest — but it is also the time from which
the Yan...
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