“Because it’s a long way home back to the place where we started.”

I am a bird now

Because it’s a long way home back to the place where we started.

Perhaps where it begins and ends should be as a meal

Perhaps the world is simply a meal punctuated by other events

The world begins at a kitchen table. No matter what, we must eat to live.

The gifts of earth are brought and prepared, set on the table. So it has been since creation, and it will go on.

Joy Harjo, Perhaps the World Ends Here

Perhaps Poetry is as much the soul’s nourishment as Experience



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