… and another polite euphemism.
This one is ‘a shadow’ … where no shadows ought to be.
It could be something.
It could be nothing at all.
I have wrestled since coming home,
To find an emotion that rings true.
Then I watched this video.
It makes sense now.
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“Poetry is a matter of life, not just a matter of language” – Lucille Clifton, 1936-1010, writer, educator, poet.
She puts a metaphorical arm round your shoulders, doesn’t she? (Thought I recognised Garrison Keillor narrating there – so distinctive).
Keep us posted. We’re all here.
Suzanne. x
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Yep. That describes it perfectly.
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“Every day something has tried to kill me
And has failed”
That is one wonderful sentence.
May things fail to kill another day.
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And the day after that …
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beautiful and inspiring.
thank you
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Hey there … thanks for watching.
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{Hug}
Beautiful poem.
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😀
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That’s a message we all ought to embrace. I celebrate today–and every day– with you, Sweet Lady of the North!
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Awww … thanks Susieee
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I enjoyed her reading and the emotion she put into it. Celebrate indeed 🙂
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What perfect delivery too.
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Wonderful clip, Widdershins. Thank you. 🙂
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You’re welcome.
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