I forget to speak of how everything means
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Today's subject line is from Cynthia Grier Lotze's The Comet, which has a last verse that I have been holding close to me today. Its lines include:
...We are sad
or we are hopeful, but we have risen and eaten,
and there is the gorgeous business of the world
to commence. And today it is gorgeous, unbearably
so. We walk over bridges spanning rivers, bake
bread and fix what we know is manageable.
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