The Mirage Beckons
The Mirage Beckons Even the language tells it: "to satisfy" and "sadness" rooted on one stock, the faithful breathing back towards shadows of everything that once bent to the sun. - Jane Hirshfield,...
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hey - does this have a home in a publication? i'd love it for the "time" section of east/west for fall. what do you think? pj
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Okay. No, just on my blog. Excuse my ignorance - what's the "time" section? I'll just go look - ah, yes - I see - something for the upcoming issue. thanks pj.
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i've read this many times over and find i've no words to give you back. it struck me in a visceral way and it seems silly to explain how it made my stomach feel or how I felt some kind of internal...
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sure - after I get a sense of what sort of brevity you want from others in the journal. It might not be today. I'm all ready supposed to be at the store, and have my main monthly event tonight - but...
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The "hungry ghosts" tugged at me. A very heartfelt and moving work.
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you know, I do remember you the word talliesin so unusual you rang a bell with Salty Dreams it came back, my saucy Petra I have been away so long I forgot myself for years have been tangled in webs...
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