Tag: sorrow
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Clarity
Joy rises in feathered swirls on sorrow’s wings, above the illumined dusk— the grieving heart of all living things.
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The Bridge
The bridge hides its sorrows.The daylight dilutes the fear of falling.Underneath the river flows,no one seeing its blackness,nor the mixing and depositing of everything that has cried.
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The Crying Old Woman on the Bank
An old woman in a Mantilla carries hernew sorrows. She wanders lost—knowing not enough Englishto understand and answer questionsShe needs to sell the familia silver to recover her drowned hijo from the river,but she is sunset to everyone she pleas to.