Emily Dickinson Winter Afternoons –That oppresses, like the HeftOf Cathedral Tunes – Heavenly Hurt, it gives us –We can find no scar,But internal difference –Where the Meanings, are – None may teach it – Any –'Tis the seal Desp...

When you said people did you mean punish?            When you said friend did you mean fraud?When you said thought did you mean terror?            When you said connection did you ...

in the painting we are running somewhere towards a hole where all the/ people we need to forgive sleep, burrowed below their grim winter/ grasses, fury they are — // eger to pet them, sorry, we say, we're late in our forgiving. Come out, come out,...

Let us praise the immigrant/ who leaves the tropics and arrives in Chicago/ in the dead of winter. Dave Vera, Norse Saga Praise those who seek the unfamiliar. Praise those who embrace change. Praise those who say yes. Praise those who live big. P...