poet and person of God. // independent researcher of the South River Quaker meeting and Virginia abolitionism.
Lynchburg, VA
Joined June 2017
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fear that the only career that will be left in a decade that i am well-suited for will be teacher
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I became very weepy for what had seemed / like the pleasant early years. As I aged // increasingly, I also grew more charitable / with regard to my thoughts and ideas // thinking them at least as good as the next man’s.
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The conversation around God's gender is pretty meanspirited, divisive and, in my view, silly right now. That's too bad. Rightly understood, there's a lot of things we could learn from thinking about God and gender. Let me show you...
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spiked blue wind
Jesse Lee Kercheval (@JesseLKercheval)
ALT ON BEING STILL ALIVE I know grief is boundless but your vanishing— after agony, after fear— withdraws before this battering of water by spiked blue wind before this brawl from lake to sky I feel this need to ululate I feel this need to bow as the enigma that is life rains down blunt absolving blows
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It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone
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happy birthday Sylvia Plath 🎈
here’s a snippet from Plath’s radio play Three Women, one of my favorite works of hers, in honor of her 94th bday and #twopageplustuesday (during which you’re invited to share longer poems that run to 2+ printed pages, of which Plath had so many!!)
ALT The swans are gone. Still the river Remembers how white they were. It strives after them with its lights. It finds their shapes in a cloud. What is that bird that cries With such sorrow in its voice? I am young as ever, it says. What is it I miss?
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I forgot one thing: it makes school unutterably, soul-crushingly boring for all involved
