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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – VI – II

Thinking of God is to disobey the Lord, Because God intended that we do not even know each other. That is why he does not show to us … Let us be simple and calm, Like the streams and the … Continue reading

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – IV

This evening the thunder crashed Down from the slopes of the sky Like a huge boulder… Like someone from a high window Was shaking out a tablecloth, And the crumbs, that fall all together, Make some noise when they fall, … Continue reading

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – III

At dusk, leaning out of the window, I know at a glance that there are fields ahead. I begin to read until my eyes burn A book by Cesário Verde.

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ECHOES OF MEMORY

“To speak the truth, I think that people ought to be upset, …; I think that life is so important and, in its workings, so upsetting that nobody should be spared.” J.R. Ackerley to Stephen Spender – 1955 When the … Continue reading

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SORRY FOR BEING ME

The damage and joy is already done! Sweet majesty, who in the glorious sun resides, Hold us true within your fullest bounty so reality can dawn. Within your heart, when we together find rhythm, And within your touch is a … Continue reading

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