Taking It In Almost
Didn’t you just catch yourself almost tipped too far to jerk back? Just— almost—like Li Bai out of his boat, reaching for the moon’s reflection, just that one embrace? It’s nailing Jello in place. It’s hugging clouds. It’s finding that Brigadoon instant again. Look, over there. This time, lean in. No. Lean out . ....
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Here’s the question I have to ask myself — Why is it I go on baking the words When clearly all that might go on a shelf? Isn’t “scratch” when instant is there absurd? Why go to the trouble of scattered flour When a plastic wrap at the store will do? No need for dirty dishes and midnight oil When it’s all already baked for you. Yet the attraction of what’s difficult Isn’t only in the tiny finesse. There’s a larger duty that’s grandly built, Which may be recipe to the soul’s largesse. Say what we will for what the easy brings, Slowness is beauty, despite...
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