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There Are No Words

There Are No Words Four chunks of letters strung together Four beads of meaning that tell us there is nothing to say There are no words for some things The place beneath language beneath hope Why bother to describe the hollow of despair The home of things too unbearable to bear So, in their absence… Continue reading There Are No Words

Thoughts for a day.

Power of Poetry

Choose The single clenched fist lifted and ready, Or the open asking hand held out and waiting. Choose: For we meet by one or the other.  By Carl Sandburg I love this poem. In fact I love the collection it comes from; Staying Alive-real poems for unreal times. Sometimes when things are getting a bit too… Continue reading Power of Poetry