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Leah Souffrant

It’s only when I look at trees— This one—finally—reaching Above the elevated train track Trembling outside this window, Glowing orange leaves scratched On electric green, reaching From the dirty earth—that I ask what it means To be mortal, how we are living Towards dying.                         Sometimes your eyes glow like that, Lashes tipped with sunlight,… Continue reading Leah Souffrant

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Gregory Orr

I remember the cloud on its blue bicycle gliding over the leaves under the bare branches. You and I were walking. You wore your long green dress with the hem frayed so the loose threads seemed like tiny roots. We were holding hands when my hand became a yellow scarf and you stood waving it… Continue reading Gregory Orr

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A.S. Byatt

I think, yes, a man and a woman can be good friends, but it isn’t easy for them being as no one else will suppose that that is what they are. And then there’s the problem of being different sexes. I think if they are good friends, then whatever else they are – or are… Continue reading A.S. Byatt

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Joseph Campbell

Love is the burning point of life, and since all life is sorrowful, so is love. The stronger the love, the more the pain. Love itself is pain, you might say -the pain of being truly alive. ― Joseph Campbell, The Power of Myth. Published by Anchor (June 1, 1991)

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