Tag Archives: Krista Tippett

Morning Farewell

You pull the throttle Until the engines burn A ferocious turn Ready now To scorch the sky You fly beyond the flint Of your concern There is so much You see from here The land The coast The hemisphere You … Continue reading

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Coming To

The rage of azaleas Trim the porch Where you sit Afraid You will never fit Back into the box You arrived in   You want so much To return To find something Intrinsic That holds you here In the familiar … Continue reading

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Morningside

The day is an embryo We wait We never know How a life begins Only that we are full of hope For something That is The secret We try to unlock The gift The curse The unnatural shock Of something … Continue reading

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Nine of Cups

The first warm glance of light Cuts through winter’s skin Showing cracks in its hand   Secrets rising From within the sleeping soil Flowers in their tight buds Pushing, emerging, uncoiling The faint slice of life Shimmering green Across the … Continue reading

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Prometheus Rebound

We are creatures of the flesh Made of used and ancient parts Born to suffer the desire Raging through us   Fire eats the north Pacific As the sun sets beatific glances On the ocean Where it drowns   Finally … Continue reading

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Me Too

I. She penetrated the jungle On a mission To bring people what they didn’t know They wanted   The blood of a sacrifice The wine of one anointed The whole haunted history of the West She came to install it … Continue reading

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Teddy

I sit like a well-chewed toy Loved and safe in the corner Where I remember a distracted boy   You would look elsewhere I would look at you   I can still smell your breath I can still feel you … Continue reading

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