i appreciate

	i appreciate

	There are joys and gifts all over the place -- you just need to open up your eyes and see them

	Entry for September 15, 2006 The brain within its groove I ’m nobody! Who are you? I bring an unaccustomed wine The nearest dream recedes, unrealized We play at paste I found the phrase to every thought Hope is the thing with feathers Dare you see a soul at the white heat? Who never lost, are unprepared I can wade grief I never hear the word ‘escape’ For each ecstatic instant Through the straight pass of suffering I meant to have but modest needs The thought beneath so slight a film The soul unto itself Surgeons must be very careful I like to see it lap the miles The show is not the show Delight becomes pictorial A thought went up my mind to-day Is Heaven a physician? Though I get home how late, how late! A poor torn heart, a tattered heart I should have been too glad, I see It tossed and tossed Victory comes late God gave a loaf to every bird Experiment to me My country need not change her gown Faith is a fine invention Except the heaven had come so near Portraits are to daily faces I took my power in my hand A shady friend for torrid days Each life converges to some centre Before I got my eye put out Talk with prudence to a beggar He preached upon ‘breadth’ Good night! which put the candle out? 2006-09-15 15:06:53 GMT Site Home

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