from a poem by Visar Zhiti:
Seize
Bolts of lightning from the sky
And plant them in fields of life.
They will grow like tender sprouts of fire.
Charge somber thoughts
With unexpected flash,
You, my lightning in the soil!
My dear friend @hapaxnym shared this poem with me.
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GraceAnne Andreassi DeCandido.
75+. Feminist. Flower child. Works with words. Thinks with music. My belief system involves food and family.
Wrote and spoke and published about libraries, librarians, writing, editing, and reading. Now retired. Putting some of that writing here.
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Still means everything, right now. Still means this whole year. May the next year be.
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