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Poetry

“I laid my face on my beloved”

Love exists in a concealed nook of myself, a 16th-century Carmelite friar teaches me today

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Poetry

It is a vast space

Between one meeting and the next, between two people dancing tango, between now and our encounter again, between a done…

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Insight Poetry

Connected

Poets know that the first encounter with a poem is entirely emotional and sensual. A poem is never a thought…

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Poetry

Coronaeen

A humorous poem for Halloween

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Article Poetry

Without your close embrace

More than 170 teams of researchers around the world are racing to develop a vaccine against Covid-19. Without one, we…

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Poetry

A conversation with the Moon

Last night I watched the moon. It was a full, radiant moon and I spent a few good minutes talking…