it may take years, Dr. Ming whispers,
to wash them out,
telling me to breathe deep, to breathe
hard,
the body is nothing but a map of the
heart.
—Len Roberts, closing lines to “Acupuncture and Cleansing at Forty-Eight.”
“On his own at sixteen after being raised by an alcoholic father and an abusive mother, Len Roberts is best known for poems of stark imagery that concentrate on his progress in life and how he has come to an acceptance of life’s flux.”
Notes/Credits:
- Len Roberts bio. Poem from The Trouble-Making Finch: Poems.
- Poem Source: A Poet Reflects.
- Image Source: k-omakino.
And the mind is the GPS.
Yes. 🙂
On Thu, May 1, 2014 at 7:12 AM, Live & Learn wrote:
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yes, the acceptance of life’s flux.
It is…breathe
the body is nothing but a map of the heart…I’ll have to take that one in for awhile…:)
Yes Vicki, that line froze me too…
On Fri, May 2, 2014 at 6:50 PM, Live & Learn wrote:
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Hmm…