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I am revolution
Not a fabricated metaphor
outlined in black ink
A resilient cartoon in cry or bark.
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I am revolution
Tender skin in every breath
every thought every feeling forming
Every single one
without turning
away
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I am revolution
Arms stretching wide in virtual illusion
where beauty can find me
beyond
sightless eyes
observing life
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I am revolution
I am chaos emergent in complexity
the memory of myself
becoming
change
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Poetry of Light 
Yes
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yes and yes and yes….xxoo
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The memory of myself becoming change – I like this Jana, revolution, turning, never the same, moving into the new.
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I was in the moment of “the word made flesh”. This thought of the memory of myself becoming change raced to be included, surprising me. I desire “revolution” but it has a historically violent connotation for me and I wanted to bring it into myself somehow.
Poems are so often messages of actions to be assimilated…thanks, Teri, for giving me the opportunity to carry these thoughts further. xxoo
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Very powerful, Jana–love the repetition of “I am revolution” followed by such vivid, raw images. xo
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revolution … becoming how it resonates in me. A challenge to be rather than observe on a deeper level than I’ve imagined before…a physical commitment you know so well. xxoo
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nurture
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tender touch
beyond space
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soothing spirit
collective hearts
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nature
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I planted bush beans and they turned out to be pole beans.!! They were fortunately planted in a circle, so now I’ve begun working in another dimension, rigging up sky scrapers for them to climb… Nurturing these seeds now reaching beyond. xxoo Thanks Geo…
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Revolution as organic process. Very dynamic. Very hopeful.
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Thank you so much Steven. It means a lot to me that you see and understand it this way.
Looking out at the world, there was a time when it occurred to me that I would not see real change in my lifetime. Now, “belief” in anything means separation… observation. It’s become time for me to take all that I desire into myself and become it on the most intimate level. Surely ongoing… once jumping into the
un -named…
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Yes, powerful.
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Where else does real change happen? I see us both grappling with this and I delight in following your own journey Deborah. Yes, powerful….xxoo
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Turning and turning, circling the still point of you, balanced and not one word dizzied or wasted, a Sufi dance…eyes never averted from the clarity of you…this is a poetry i wish to be…
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Your lyricism is so beautiful John…a mandala of the un-named, uncharted, non-violent revolution. Thank you for this…xxoo
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