Reduced to Joy by Mark Nepo
Made from bone
Poems for Women
Coiled pottery in To Speak of Storms
The Law of Spirit
Without knowing - A love song
Leaving
The Throat of dawn
Discernment- Watching in the wild
Paper boats and At the end of the field
Walking Together. I have grandma's box with cloves in it. Mom, I am your memento.
The Promise of the Inner world
Transformation
Reduced to joy
I have never read Mark Nepo's work before.
In 'Transformation' which begins with 'It could be the letter never answered' or in the eponymous poem - 'We never know when we will blossom into what we're supposed to be. It might be early. It might be late ..', its like the Russian Roulette - Joy can hit you any time. The joy of being human. A person in any walk of life can relate to the poems. There's spirit, love, bliss - Top human needs.
Our planet, needs this book to Calm.
Poems for Women
Coiled pottery in To Speak of Storms
The Law of Spirit
Without knowing - A love song
Leaving
The Throat of dawn
Discernment- Watching in the wild
Paper boats and At the end of the field
Walking Together. I have grandma's box with cloves in it. Mom, I am your memento.
The Promise of the Inner world
Transformation
Reduced to joy
I have never read Mark Nepo's work before.
In 'Transformation' which begins with 'It could be the letter never answered' or in the eponymous poem - 'We never know when we will blossom into what we're supposed to be. It might be early. It might be late ..', its like the Russian Roulette - Joy can hit you any time. The joy of being human. A person in any walk of life can relate to the poems. There's spirit, love, bliss - Top human needs.
Our planet, needs this book to Calm.
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