I heard it last night read by Robert Bly on a screen in Devon, UK. My heart jolted, squeaked like a strangled dragon. I am so sick of this business as usual, of this being a tourist in life. I dream agitatedly of gatherings of Poets and Artists remembering what is means and doing their/our work of stopping brutality and protecting Life.
I long to seat in council with you and cry and cry out and make and make out the world of our longing! In grief and gratitude xx Azul
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23/11/2016 14:27:28
This is so sad. Sad that the meaning of the poem also applies in our own lives. We are given blessings and chances but what did we do with it? There are wasted effort and time and money. We only hate the road if we're missing home. That's a line from my favorite song. We don't know what we've got until it's gone so we must hurry and save the planet Earth and our lives.
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