January 2011
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2011, I'm ready for you.
“I am thinking now
of grief, and of getting past it;
I feel my bootsÂ
trying to leave the ground,
I feel my heart
pumping hard, I want
to think again of dangerous and noble things.
I want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing,
as though I had wings.”
Starlings in Winter by Mary Oliver.
December 2010
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