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Is there no place for the heart and eye to rest?
???
fatigued by the unkinder textures of human engagement
I squeeeeze
into the spaces in between us
!!!!
while the world of substance shifts
& tilts …
a kaleidoscopic mish mash
as it rights itself
Us along with it
with our names and rulers akimbo
all free falling
in the fields of wild light
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A little spontaneous unedited hello!!!
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I miss these Sunday mornings together when I don’t get here. Prose has me boggled and busy once again, so this is my space in between….the place my heart rests! And my eye feasts! The photo is from a walk in a local unweeded garden…perfecto!
Poetry of Light 
in the fields of wild light….
beautiful works Jane 😀
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Thank you so much…smiles
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Much needed grounding for me today, Jana!
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Beautiful wisdom Jana. Keep writing in that mind boggling real time and the spaces between, it all matters.
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Exuberant!
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beautiful
spontaneous
sounds
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so much life
in stillness
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the photo carries the words so easily into a summer jungle dance…I love the ambiguous ‘shovel plant’…and that you are using your own visual…this poem is stunning in its movement and imagery…is becoming one of my read over and over faves…
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we miss you too when you ellipse…
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Hello, back 🙂
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Love your writing. Beautiful blog!
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Thank you so much!
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Poem and photograph are beautiful. That final line kicks ass! It is one of those lines that requires the reader to read on. Your poems take place in many different dimensions, which for me means I have to read slowly and more than once, lines like “…in the fields of wild light” make it desireable to do so.
~Ron
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Hi Ron…. I borrowed from a few older poems here.The “fields of wild light” show up often in one way or another. Kind of a theme with me. Thanks!….Jana
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