A Poem For Today - I shall run through the shadow, sleeping…

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KEN DICKINSON

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Dec 29, 2025, 9:14:47 AM12/29/25
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I shall run through the shadow,
sleeping, sleeping, to see
if I can come where you are
who died, and I did not know.
 
Wait, wait; do not run;
wait for me in the dead water
by the lily that the moon
makes out of the light; with the water
that flows from the infinite
into your white hand!
 
Wait;
I have one foot already through the black
mouth of the first nothing,
of the resplendent and blessed dream,
the bud of death flowering!
 
Juan Ramon Jimenez
Translation by W.S. Merwyn

Chris Wells

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Dec 29, 2025, 5:05:57 PM12/29/25
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stunning

This line knocks me out

I have one foot already through the black
mouth of the first nothing,
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Kathy

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Dec 30, 2025, 1:36:59 AM12/30/25
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This is wonderful…
Sent from my iPhone

On Dec 29, 2025, at 2:05 PM, Chris Wells <chris...@nyc.rr.com> wrote:

stunning

Isabel Torres-Carrilho

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Dec 30, 2025, 2:28:28 AM12/30/25
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same here!

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Trudi Richards

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Dec 30, 2025, 6:07:40 PM12/30/25
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Amazing... !

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Trudi Lee Richards
Winged Lion Words & Music


Do not imagine that you are alone in your village, in your city, or among the infinite worlds.

Do not imagine that you are enchained to this time and this space.

Do not imagine that upon your death, loneliness will become eternal.

- Silo's Message

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