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The difference between I am here and I was here is delicately slight, and not really a matter of tense but rather one of plaited tenor and climate, in which degrees, separating our ghost from our dreams, keeps us shivering … Continue reading

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We, the people, the portal-jumpers, re-seeding our modes of vision and being, to score the heart’s greening bounty, as if notes to a torch song, buried and nearly forgotten, and now being recalled to give Grace her due and amazing … Continue reading

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Can You Dig It?

So many souls as buried cathedrals yet look closely and even the barest hint of broken spire peeking out from beneath the rubble and tomb-swell will tell you that an elaborate structure of magnificence and wonder is waiting to be … Continue reading

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