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Author Archives: lbk
resting in faith
“Hush,” the Ferryman says. I am cocooned in my red blanket, wrapped up tight. “Hush.” I cease my struggle. I am resting on the riverbank beside a small fire. The Ferryman sits by me. My Provider is cooking something, smiling … Continue reading
nothing that can’t be mended
I am a load of rock, cluster of weights that round and fall and settle against one another. I lay them out on the ground, cairn shaped. “This is me,” I say, and step away. I climb, empty handed, into the … Continue reading
Posted in long gone walking
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a bold act of surrender
We were sitting on a park bench kissing and telling each other over and again the story of how we met. I woke with the pledge: I will kiss you everyday, so we won’t forget. She was beautiful, young and … Continue reading
bindings
I am a kernel of stillness in the swirl. I go back to the Ferryman. He is fishing me out of the river in bits and pieces, dropping the parts into the bottom of the boat, like so many hunks … Continue reading
a far place
I have come to a far place. The light is harsh and the ground is hard and dry. I do not know who might help me when I find I can’t go on. I go on. I hold to those … Continue reading
Posted in in sickness and in health
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however we move it’s called dance
I go to the Wellspring full of glee. I can’t stop telling her of all the wonderful things I’ve seen and done and heard. She laughs and listens. We eat with our fingers from a shared bowl. All the while … Continue reading
wait for me
I am all in pieces and covered in mud. The Ferryman excavates and gathers me up. He washes me clean, face and hair, takes the pieces of me to the grandmother, head and arms, legs and feet. He lays the … Continue reading
Posted in gone forth without readiness
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melding & mending
There has been a lot of talk of power around me recently… recognizing your power, giving it away, retrieving it, power held and power lost, SuperPowers. I don’t really understand this notion of power. I go asking. I want to … Continue reading
Posted in not like I thought
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Little Bit, shadow of the crane
Days of recuperation have not brought the resilience I’d hoped. The work week dawns and I balk at the gate. This won’t do. I go looking for something to rally me. I find Little Bit tucked up under an eave … Continue reading
Posted in dreaming
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