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Coming Through the Veil (“Yes Virginia , there is a veil”)

‎By P. R. Lowe, copyright© 6/‎24/‎2019 I awoke…(or did I?) and I was lying, outstretched, on the ground with my head resting on a man’s arm. He was also outstretched on the soft turf beside me. We were chatting about … Continue reading

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The Wind That Rocks!

Copyright © February 2, 2016 by P. R. Lowe The wind that rocks the scrubby pine it isn’t yours nor is it mine You may hold it in a turbine or mix it in a glass with something weird inside … Continue reading

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Return of the Light

copyright Dec 10, 2015 by P. R. Lowe The moon forever there her stare gracing the world in slumber and under her spell we fall in love with the day and the sun on it’s way again and again and … Continue reading

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She

copyright Nov 12, 1977 by P. R. Lowe She passes unnoticed the shadow of our self She follows the sullen river through the eyes of our passing always riding out the storm through endless dormitories of closing doors and locked … Continue reading

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School Prayer

by Diane Ackerman In the name of the daybreak and the eyelids of morning and the wayfaring moon and the night when it departs, I swear I will not dishonor my soul with hatred, but offer myself humbly as a … Continue reading

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Psoriasis of the Psyche (the heart is not a cuboard)

Diary of a Mad Hatter Sometime in early June, 2015 A mourning dove – – – frozen in place – – – motionless on the ground just outside my window. How does s/he do it? And – – – I … Continue reading

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