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The air is getting colder now, the nights are getting crisp. I first tasted the universe on a night like this.
Josh Ritter
Presence, slowing down, and finding peace in a quiet moment. 16 poems live in this room.
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No. 92
Ribbons
Ribbons unfurl and dance across your field of vision in the sunshine, their curls and shimmers
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No. 4
And you are magic
Imagine a crystal vase Filled with clear warm water Floating in a pale blue sky.
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No. 6
So slip away
It's okay to Slip out at night, Basketball in hand,
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No. 13
Remember the feeling
You look down At your wedding shoes, from so long ago, Those deep blue
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No. 34
That syncopated rhythm
Listen closely to The hole within yourself, So shapeless and so vast,
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No. 36
Cherish the click
Cherish the click. When you understand that the words that once harmed you
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No. 41
Stay with the painful thoughts
Imagine compassion built from the times you stayed with the painful thoughts.
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No. 46
The underground snake-ship,
The underground snake-ship, The blue hour bus ride, Just so you could sit alone
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No. 49
The domino cascade
How can you enhance the vision of their goodness As clearly as
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No. 53
Out of any other
How does it look through The glass of the window blown by memory?
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No. 65
Conceive the next magic trick
The energy you spent dismissing Something too random to be coincidental,
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No. 73
In the ghost light
You jumped the fence And ran. Sometimes the wind lifted you
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No. 75
Or did you stay on the floor?
She disappeared down the hallway, And you watched her close the door. You walked back into your apartment
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No. 83
As if you both knew
You can't grasp what you'd most wish. Tiny dust motes dancing and shimmering
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No. 89
Beyond the override
When the clouds wash off your face like soap foam, and you fall from a parallel extreme—
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No. 101
One summer night, you'll glimpse infinity.
One summer night, you'll glimpse infinity. Climb the hill, between the rolling White Mountains, and on the way
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