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Tag Archives: creation
Hombres de maíz
From the Mayan creation story in the Popol Vuh, the first people were made of earth and mud, but they dissolved in water. The second people were made of wood, but they lacked mind and spirit. Then the animals gathered … Continue reading
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Sonnet — Snow Angel
It’s a kind of genesis, Like winding a clock, a gathering of order it’s not a closed system, from absence, evening not to mention God and morning, one day. the watchmaker. You are my sign So … Continue reading
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Tagged creation, love poem, morning, poetry, snow, snow angel, sonnet, winter
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I Am a Drowsy God Prone to Irritability
Oh to slumber as a god And dream the world Into being every night, To make form and heft, Arrange the vivid light And weight of mindscape. But I sleep fitfully, Toss like a leaky ship, Turn on a rusty … Continue reading