The Language of Arrival: Poems for the One Who Feels Like Home

1. Morning Devotion I wake and your name is already there,a quiet hum beneath my ribs.I inventory your possible joys,your possible sorrows—each one a prayer I wear like skin. What does the light look likethrough your window today?Does it catch the gold in your eyesor pool at your feet, patient as a promise? 2. TheContinue reading “The Language of Arrival: Poems for the One Who Feels Like Home”

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