Each time I throw something in the garbage, particularly plastic wrappings, my heart sinks with dismay and guilt. So I wrote poem about it: aching reproach of silenced heart as hands release another piece of refuse newly named into eternity contained by plastic bags cinched so nothing disintegrates to grow the weighted piles with…
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Hardness of heart is an abomination to the cultivation of soul.
We are moving house soon. In the midst of packing and envisioned arrangements, the privilege of such preoccupations takes my breath away. Often, the mundane attending to everyday tasks of family life will unexpectedly elicit a sweeping sense of heartbreak when consciousness seizes upon the fact and fates of the many families and children in…
Insight/Outfit of the Day 