wordpress wont honor line breaks. grrrr…..
this poem is in couplets.
One Heart
Look at the birds. Even flying
is born
out of nothing. The first sky
is inside you, open
at either end of day.
The work of wings
was always freedom, fastening
one heart to every falling thing.
… Li-Young Lee
I survived my colonoscopy and celebrated with a springtime unicycle ride the day after. Apparently this counted as “overexertion” because it left me sleeping for pretty much two days straight. Thankfully i’m only taking two classes this term; otherwise i’d be, i don’t know, dead or crazy. But picture-happy Christian accompanied me to the hospital and back, and then Christian, Claudia, Boris, and their friend Mike and I all went to the park.
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