POEMS/
Advice
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Advice
a vise will hold wood tight as you saw— nail a straight cut down— seal each package well— save string and tape, paper for tomorrow— see 360 degrees, not just from a mountain top, where shale slides under your feet and learn to surf the hill— even the keel on a calm run sails goose-winged, Mara’s veil lifted— did you ever find how many beans make five, deal with the inner assassin or bless the times you tried to keep the peace? |