The reality of a serious writer is a reality of many voices, some of them belonging to the writer, some of them belonging to the world of readers at large.
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With its leaves so rich and heavy with elation and its crimson face made brighter with visions of divinity the shadow of a certain rose looks just like an angel eating light.
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The words ‘I Love You’ kill, and resurrect millions, in less than a second.
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Still willing to invest in art and poetry’s own uniquely explosive contributions to the great, and small, dramas of human history.
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In a rich moonlit garden, flowers open beneath the eyes of entire nations terrified to acknowledge the simplicity of the beauty of peace.
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Classic romantic love is an emotional attraction between two individuals in which they may share a heightened awareness of mutual adoration.
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Whites and Blacks––to recognize that racial disparities fueled by unwarranted bigotry were crippling America’s ability to shine as a true beacon of democracy in a world filled with people
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Delivering well-crafted speeches, assembling unified coalitions, passing historic legislation, signing well-aimed executive orders, and cultivating a poised but accessible demeanor.
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Because of this mixture of traits, these twins called Genius and Madness often appear to be the same thing.
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When the healing grace of authentic spirituality is usurped by the divisive politics of religious organizations, and when broken hearts bleed pain in darkness
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Dare to love yourself
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A man sitting monkey-like on the rooftop of his brain is due the applause such feats earn him.
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That we all encounter during some unavoidable point of our existence into a sustainable life-affirming poetics of passionate creativity, empowered spiritual vision, and inspired commitment.
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The uses to which it may be applied are limited only by an individual’s imagination.
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The thorn is a bridge spanning the muddy depths of agony and sorrow so that one may on the other side dance to the drums of the rose of joy.
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Upon the lips of babes asleep I saw light embracing light and so allowed my syllables to rest there as a prayer they might sing in their dreams.
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