I'll have a report tomorrow. In the meantime, I'll share a poem I read yesterday which I liked very much.
River Ghazal #5, by Michael Delp
Think of your life as wind through a doorway.
Whenever you can, trade the bank for the river,
the sky for the bird, your skin for pure light.
Fuel your heart with single caresses, glances,
the sudden vision of your life gone feral.
Go to anyplace where there are more rivers than roads;
trade your flesh for any moving water.
Think of your life as a trigger, death in the target,
something blazing inside your chest.
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