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Rudyard Kipling- Gunga Din

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I'm going to have to go back and look at that!

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The Guest House by Rumi.

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Yes.

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Valentine foe Ernest Mann, Naomi Shihab Nye, and Wikd Geese, Mary Oliver. Opened me to where poems are hiding... in what the soft animal of ny body loves.

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I hadn't read the Nye poem. Thank you!

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Glad you could translate my thumb-tapped-typos!😊

I could also have listed so many of the dog-eared pages in Poetry of Presence, but those two poems opened me decades ago to the saving grace of poetry. ♥️

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I hear you, even through thumb-tapped-typos!

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The Peace of Wild Things” by Wendell Berry

“When despair for the world grows in me

and I wake in the night at the least sound

in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,

I go and lie down where the wood drake

rests in his beauty on the water,

and the great heron feeds.

I come into the peace of wild things

who do not tax their lives with forethought

of grief. I come into the presence of still water.

And I feel above me the day-blind stars

waiting with their light. For a time

I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.”

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Yes.

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Maya Angelou: A Brave and Startling Truth ,and Still I Rise. A second vote for The Peace of Wild Things

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Yes. Yes. Yes.

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