This Is The World

Poems & Collected Thoughts

Get Out

I have known since long before I wasA gardener that weeds seem always toFind their way back around. I amUnsurprised when a dark day finds meAgain; this is the work of darkness.What darkness knows is to come and to comeAgain. To make a home where it isUnwelcome. I am unsurprised to find myself,Again, in the…

Teach Us To Pray

My prayers have always been true. I’veAsked God for just those desiresWhich, I find, he asks me to cultivate.Begged relief for my suffering friends,Neighbors whose struggles I do not know;Enemies whose civilities I do not acknowledge.Heaven to rise up in small movements ofLiberation as a stream which will not beDamned.Bread for the hungry. A baker…

Pilgrimage

Let me find a wayThrough tangled vines. I wander throughA wasteland or a vibrant jungle. I catchMy foot on thorn and briar, or uponTumbleweeds gathered just before me, orUpon vining sweet peas in bloom. ICannot tell if this path is blocked byMy own failures or envy at another’sSuccess.Let me find a way to tear away…


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