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stand always
at the beginning of things
.
keep that attitude
as your compass in life
.
you are never at the
end it will never be
.
the end of the world
but always for us
.
the beginning
of anything new
.
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This poem is in the first volume of “California Notebooks”.
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the June thunderstorms
are a joy for my garden
and I
my body giving in to rest
with the parched trees
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we are here
softly abandoned
glaring at the shadow of
an airplane on the ground
one of those luminous day
where every detail is out
for count and thanksgiving
following a time dark as
the night upon which we
both struggled with
eyes wide open to
no avail in fear
.
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This poem appears in the first volume of the “California Notebooks”.
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annamosca 