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Your Life Is a Poem
In the new episode of ON BEING, " Your Life Is a Poem ," poet Naomi Shihab Nye talks about growing up in Ferguson, Missouri and o...
Monday, May 11, 2015
Love Poem in Allelujah
Here are the things I would hand you �
the smell of roses and something peppery.
the small warmth of sweat.
keys that interrupt still
you used to touch tentatively
child gentle and wild.
Saying you are beautiful is not the whole truth.
You are beautiful and ugly.
teenagers climb wide
on a trunk of pohutukawa
I am drinking
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