par Bloom | Oct 7, 2015 | General
All the beauty in this world is wet with the dew of tearsTHEODOR HAECKER
par Bloom | Oct 1, 2015 | General
Like a silkworm weavingher house with lovefrom her marrow…..and dyingin her body’s threadswinding tight, roundand round,I burndesiring what the heart desires.Cut through, O lord,my heart’s greed,and show meyour way out…O lord white as...
par Bloom | Sep 12, 2015 | General
So here we sit, each of us. Some of us have been cut open before. Some of us have never truly been cut open. Each of us has a sweetness. Some sweeter, some less sweet.Forgot to note who has written this ,but so beautiful
par Bloom | Août 31, 2015 | General
The earth was warm under me, and warm as I crumbled it through my fingers. Queer little red bugs came out and moved in slow squadrons around me. Their backs were polished vermilion, with black spots. I kept as still as I could. Nothing happened. I did not expect...
par Bloom | Août 27, 2015 | General
Outwardly, determined effort is necessary.But within, nothing is neededexcept to yield.Ivan M. Granger
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