Smoke. But we have windows. Through and between smudges and spots, we view a tiny part of the world. Mystery. But we have knowledge. Through and between fear and belief, we view a tiny part of ourselves.
September 8, 2021
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Tell Me
If you cannot see the beauty, in your beard,
in your body, in the brevity, abundance, or absence,
of your own tender breasts; the down, or the scar,
or the curve, of your back; if you fear this;
then, tell me; where does fear end,
and where, does beauty,
begin?
Recently Banned Literature, October 15, 2014
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Categories: New Poems & Pieces, Recently Banned Literature
Tags: Abundance, Beauty, Belief, Brevity, Diaries, Fear, Forest Fires, Journals, Knowledge, Mystery, Poems, Poetry, Wildfires, Windows
William Michaelian 