It isn’t enough.
I was gulping for air that never came. You know, graceless.
Until I let go.
~ Rolando Rios, Queen of the South (S2:E:1)
Notes:
- Photo: Ewa Cwikla via See More
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Tag: exhausted
It’s been a long day
i am
allowing i am
wanting
another place to live
until this body calms down
— Rachel Alexandra Kass, from “A Lone”
Notes:
- Poem: the château of my heart. Photo: via Mennyfox55
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T.G.I.F.: On its knees
There are moments when,
whatever the posture of the body,
the soul is on its knees.
— Victor Hugo, from Les Miserables, Chapter IV. A Heart beneath a Stone
T.G.I.F.: Teetering on yourself
You push yourself to the edge
until you become the edge and teeter on yourself–
but there is no edge,
only new modes of consciousness swimming into one another.
~ Jim Harrison, from “A Natural History of Some Poems,” Just Before Dark: Collected Nonfiction
Notes: Poem source: Memory’s Landscape. Photography: No boundaries by Monique (via Mennyfox55)
It’s been a long day
The phoebe sits on her nest
Hour after hour,
Day after day,
Waiting for life to burst out
From under her warmth.
Can I weave a nest of silence,
weave it of listening,
listening, listening,
Layer upon layer?
But one must first become small,
Nothing but a presence,
Attentive as a nesting bird,
Proffering no slightest wish
Toward anything
that might happen or be given,
Only the warm, faithful waiting,
contained in one’s smallness.
Beyond the question,
the silence.
Before the answer,
the silence.
~ May Sarton, from Beyond the Question, A Grain of Mustard Seed: Poems
Notes:
- Poem: Thank you Beth at Alive on All Channels.
- Photo: Rainy Evenings by Laura Makabresku
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