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The Evidence of my Senses

Poems From The Porch The air is full of sound today– – bluejay, meadowlark, and mockingbird. Upright and supple, the young magnolia tree...

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Feb 20, 20242 min read

Poems From The Porch Lucy & Gatito (above) Do we ever open our hands completely? What does it mean to be a participant in change? I kiss...

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Jan 20, 20242 min read

Poems From The Porch Spinning a cocoon No set amount of time Some never begin Safety denied For most, the start is early Four, 15, 23,...

Rev. Ani

Jan 19, 20241 min read

Poems From The Porch To be handed over divides a life Constructing a purpose then being done unto Learning what surrender really means...

Rev. Ani

Jan 16, 20241 min read

Poems From The Porch I am in Nashville today listening to the sound of indoor waterfalls and letting their constancy provide a doorway to...

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Apr 30, 20232 min read

Poems From The Porch Deadwood serves a purpose. It houses food for hungry woodpeckers. What purpose does your death serve? What nutrients...

Rev. Ani

Oct 2, 20221 min read