Tag: poetry
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the catalyst
We have been asked no, told to isolate with nothing to do but to confront ourselves. So used to turning outwards because it is our nature to Connect to Create to Build to Move But we forget it is also our nature to Reflect to Contemplate to Grow to Care The vagary…
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Moment(ous)
Our minutes are our days are our years We make vision boards to remind ourselves We watch TED Talks We meditate We fuck We pray We create Trying to convince ourselves That this moment THIS one Matters
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Between us
What is the blackest black? Or the whitest white? If it presented itself, alone, without comparison, could you specify what it was or what it wasn’t? Is this one the purest form? (or the most legitimate? or the best, perhaps the worst?) If you looked into its eyes, to its depth, could you judge, straight-faced,…
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Anchor
If you’re going to climb a mountain Or many mountains You should expect that at least occasionally, you will slip and fall
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Vigilance
This tension Like a literal grip from inside Even when at rest Mostly when at rest Because shouldn’t I be doing something?
Trynia Kaufman 