Hope
‘It is the singular gift / we cannot destroy in ourselves’ /
It hovers in dark corners
before the lights are turned on,
it shakes sleep from its eyes
and drops from mushroom gills,
it explodes in the starry heads
of dandelions turned sages,
it sticks to the wings of green angels
that sail from the tops of maples.
It sprouts in each occluded eye of the many-eyed potato, it lives in each earthworm segment surviving cruelty, it is the motion that runs from the eyes to the tail of ...
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Issue 18 / March 19, 2015- Editors’ Note
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What to do with our grief for the world. /
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- Precious Oil, Mingled with Tears
Hope happens here at this nexus of bitter and sweet. /
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