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Sleeping house in Tamworth, New Hampshire. Built in 2008 by a father and son team from locally milled lumber.
Submitted by Charlie Myer.
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such a poetic place to ponder
heavy with scent and the buzzing of bees
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Quote reblogged from A Poet Reflects with 323 notes
I dreamed I called you on the telephone
to say: Be kinder to yourself
but you were sick and would not answerThe waste of my love goes on this way
trying to save you from yourselfI have always wondered about the left-over
energy, the way water goes rushing down a hill
long after the rains have stoppedor the fire you want to go to bed from
but cannot leave, burning-down but not burnt-down
the red coals more extreme, more curious
in their flashing and dying
than you wish they were
sitting long after midnight
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No practice, just light up and action-taking advantage of the magical video talents of Jaguar Mary - a little performance to honor my mom-who gave me the fire for life.
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Poems
They’ve come every day this month.
Once I said I wrote them because
I didn’t have time for anything
else. Meaning, of course, better
things—things other than mere
poems and verses. Now I’m writing
them because I want to.
More than anything because
this is February
when normally not much of anything
happens. But this month
the larches have blossomed,
and the sun has come out
every day.
… For now, stay barefoot. Go
outside … and play.—Raymond Carver, excerpt from “Poems” in A New Path to the Waterfall (Atlantic Monthly Press, 1989)
Painting: William Chickillo, Larches, n.d
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