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Time is…
Read more: Time is……stillness. duration. a slender white egret – immovable, mirrorred – contemplating its own reflection in the pond: blink, blink. it’s only when it lifts off with imponderable grace, expanding, shedding itself – all spirit, all force – its transient image left behind to dissolve like an abandoned shroud like a skin that’s no longer needed…
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Walk, sadness, walk!
Read more: Walk, sadness, walk!I took my sadness for a walk. I walked it right out of the park, past the tram stops and onto the streets flooded with the slow, hesitant steps of old age. I walked and walked and walked it out of my body. Then I walked some more with it like one walks with…