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May 7, 2005
Too Much on Poetry
An interested reader wrote and asked if it felt good to be speaking poetry once again. And it does. It is my native tongue. When I'm here I hear it everywhere. I hear people speak and it is natural poetry, I see the orchids on the altar and it is natural poetry, I move and it is kinesthetic poetry (only internally--I can't vouch for those of you watching).
Poetry is a native tongue and I have been speaking it too infrequently in the past several years. I am glad to be back and I have to thank for it the inspiration of the Holy Spirit and the constant creativity of Lofted Nest. Thank you.
Posted by Steven Riddle at May 7, 2005 12:18 PM
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Thank you very much, Steven... and right back at ya. Flos Carmeli is an inspiration as well.
Posted by: Dan at May 7, 2005 12:53 PM