A Lasting Fragment

Lots of time, sequestered now, to do random re-reading in the books of poetry that fill a case in the living room.  No goal in mind…just open to hearing/listening.

Last Fragment

And did you get what

you wanted from this life, even so?

I did.

To call myself beloved, to feel myself

beloved on the earth.

Raymond, Carver. The Collected Poems (p.294)

4 thoughts on “A Lasting Fragment

  1. A big fat rainbow cupped in the tree canopy, hope splashed across a grey wet sky, the dog tugs at his lead as I try to focus in on its abundance with my camera lens. The earth sings. Sending arohanui Laurel – big fat love – to you.

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