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There is a bumpiness to this piece, that knocks us and puts us off balance with each bump and pothole and manages to focus us. Sorta like life ...

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that is a great observation..it is the bumpiness . I keep coming back to this poem.

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“Love lasts by not lasting.”

Born again in the loyalty of the light at dawn- looking in the mirror, and falling in love with ourselves all over again. 🙏❤️

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In my opinion, Jack Gilbert is the best of us all. I always appreciate seeing his work. He is to be lauded and enjoyed.

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I have been thinking a lot about love lately and its connection to passion. This poem helps.

Maybe I can read Neruda and Rumi again without a sense of despair and transience.

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Gilbert is a treasure. One of the best poems ever by one of the best poets ever.

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It is beautiful though I disagree with him. My lack of understanding perhaps, what it is that passion is, I don’t believe it’s separate from love. I do believe I know love.

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Wondrous.

Love is the bloom in it's bed.

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Hahahaha

❤️

Adorei Malcolm

And a new word to me

I’ll use it

Wondrous

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Only love will guide us out of life's many jagged climbs.

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Love guides us all to the most inspirational climates.

Blessings in the New Year

Dave P

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Amazing stuff, Jack! Shout out to Corey who brought this to my attention. Got y'self a follower...

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A poem best read by firelight

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It sounds deeply to me...😍❤️

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Wow, you always find some beautifull poetry❤️❤️

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Woah! Woah! Woah!

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The first and final lines frame such treasure in this poem!

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