Rumi
In a dream I asked him
What can I do
if I can’t change it
And he pointed
to the graves
and whispered witness it
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For a Student Who Used AI to Write a Paper
Now I let it fall back
in the grasses.
I hear you. I know
this life is hard now.
I know your days are precious
on this earth.
But what are you trying
to be free of?
The living? The miraculous
task of it?
Love is for the ones who love the work.
2023
Instructions for Having a Soul
Take it out in the rain sometimes.
It has vast, invisible wings that gather dirt
and need rinsing.
When it tries to kill you
that is because you've forgotten
to let it look into someone's eyes
for longer than a minute.
It needs that the way a bee needs nectar
in the early morning dew.
Sudden Hymn in Winter
What if, after years
of trial,
a love should come
and lay a hand upon you
and say,
this late,
your life is not a crime
2024