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Funny on a full moon night
I think about brokenness.
After fifty years of proving
entropy with my life, with
my thoughts, some part of me
still wants to believe in perfection.
I’ve never once thought the moon
any less perfect for being partial.
Tonight, I give myself permission
to be broken. As if I could help it.
But something in the permission
lets me relax, lets me soften
as if I’m covered with moon-drunk snow.
Lets me soften like Erik Satie played low.
Let me see you, the moon seems to say,
just as you are. And I step outside
and the moon slips in.
  

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In these darkened days,

I think of the potato

that, left in the pantry,

will grow long white arms

to reach for the light.

 

There is, of course,

a beauty in reaching.

But today I think of Augusta

who taught me

the beauty of softening—

 

how the same reaching effect

can be achieved

by focusing on the part

that isn’t reaching,

letting it soften.

 

Soften, she said.

Soften. And it was as if

I were new in my body.

The effect was the same,

the method the opposite.

 

I love how I didn’t know

there was something

so beautiful yet to learn

about letting go. I love

these lessons in softening—

 

how, on this morning I learn again

to relax, to unstrive, to unreach,

to lean into ease, and like a camellia blossom,

in the dark of winter to open,

to find such sweet release.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

20 billion atoms from Shakespeare

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