T. Clark
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A Poet’s Diary #21: Sent Signs
We don’t see things as they are. We see things as we are. Anais Nin What does it mean when people are sent opposite visions at the same time? it was so clear to me that we were known to… Continue reading
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A Poet’s Diary #20: Calling Upon a Muse
“Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.” Rumi Dearest Muse- In my reflections before I go to bed it seems I have seldom spoken to you or of you but think of you very often. You… Continue reading
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A Poet’s Diary #19: Higher than Heartache
L, Hands and hearts do betray that are left wanting. These many years you have only been a myth of the mind for my heart to look upon. Even now, the green light of reality I see in my sleep… Continue reading
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A Poet’s Diary #18: Who Waits Longer?
The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost. G. K. Chesterton T- I have waited a long time to talk to you, Muse, I will wait longer if I must. The hand I held ten… Continue reading
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A Poet’s Diary #17: So Many Watching Us
L, I saw you mentioned in the Times this week. The Times! How exciting! I am sure you are cringing over this and that but it was a great article and so appropriate to include you. To your question I… Continue reading
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A Poet’s Diary #16: Fear of Romance
I did not know the last time I saw you would be the last time we spoke. You should have told me if you knew this was coming. Maybe this is your course, leaving me to wonder, maybe you’re hoping… Continue reading
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