Wednesday, October 05, 2011

Love poems from Now: The Daily Feast begins

Today is not

It's not a banana
nor a winter squash

Not even (gasp)
a To Do

What is today?

A skin around the moment,
this moment,
which is either alive and pulsing in
as we experience it

or not.

How's your today?

What is in your skin?

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