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  • Thistles

    by Ted Hughes (via The Writer's Almanac) Collected Poems) --> Against the rubber tongues of cows and the hoeing hands of men Thistles spike the summer air And crackl…
  • Three

    from "Eleven Addresses to the Lord" via The Writer's Almanac by John Berryman Collected Poems) --> Sole watchman of the flying stars, guard me against my flicker of…
  • The Quieting of Mary with the Resurrected One

    What they felt then: is it not above all other mysteries the sweetest and yet still earthly: when he, pale from the grave his burdens laid down, went to her: risen in all places. Oh, first t…
  • More Rilke

    The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up, as if orchards were dying high in space. Each leaf falls as if it were motioning "no." And tonight the heavy earth is falling away from all other stars in the lonelines…
  • Rilke's Autumn Day

    Herbsttag Herr: es ist Zeit. Der Sommer war sehr gross. Leg deinen Schatten auf die Sonnenuhren, und auf den Fluren lass die Winde los. Befiehl den letzten Fruchten voll zu se…
  • Happiness

    by Raymond Carver So early it's still almost dark out. I'm near the window with coffee, and the usual early morning stuff that passes for thought. When I see the boy and his friend walking up the road to deliver the news…
  • Cathedral Builders

    by John Ormond They climbed on sketchy ladders towards God, With wince and pulley hoisted hewn rock into heaven, Inhabited sky with hammers, defied gravity, Deified stone, took up God's house to meet Him. And came down …
  • Intermezzi

    Romantics: Johannes Brahms and Clara Schumann by Lisel MuellerThe modern biographers worry "how far it went," their tender friendship. They wonder just what it means when he writes he thinks of her constantly, his guar…
  • Hoeing

    I sometimes fear the younger generation will be deprived of the pleasures of hoeing; there is no knowing how many souls have been formed by this simple exercise.The dry earth like a great scab breaks, revealing …
  • Das Stundenbuch

    Ich lese es heraus aus deinem Wort aus der Geschichteder Gerbärden, mit welchen deine Hände um das Werden sich ründeten, begrenzend, warm und weise...'I read it in your word, and learn it from the history of the gestures…

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