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What Things Want by Robert Bly

What Things Want
Robert Bly

You have to let things
Occupy their own space.
This room is small,
But the green settee

Likes to be here. 30 more words


It is surely a great calamity for a human being to have no obsessions. – Robert Bly http://ift.tt/1T0YcCb

Robert Bly

The first time ever I saw your face

Face to Face

by Tomas Tranströmer

translated by Patty Crane


In February existence stood still.

The birds didn’t fly willingly and the soul

chafed against the landscape as a boat… 899 more words


A Home in Dark Grass by Robert Bly

Fretting again. Throwing clothes in my luggage again. Unearthing then refolding, then unearthing them again. Wondering which books to bring. Why I’m bringing them in the first place. 200 more words


Two poems

Afternoon Sleep


I was descending from the mountains of sleep.

Asleep I had gazed east over a sunny field,

And sat on the running board of an old Model A. 289 more words


What Mystics Know

That tiny red spider might think I’m God, because I’m so big, Paula Northwood mused one day as a teen. “Then something clicked . . . 34 more words


NaPoWriMo: Day 11

NaPoWriMo: Day 11

Today we’ll start with a story. When Bill Moyers was interviewing Robert Bly, the writer told him a story about how hard it was to get back into writing poetry after writing and successfully publishing his prose book, … 177 more words

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