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How do we return to hope?
A cloud the moment before rain. The seed of action in the second before movement. A pregnant pause before the unacknowledged is said aloud – or not, and forgotten as a new decision is made by someone else. How do we return to ourselves in the moments we want to embody our desires, longing for change, and ideas in a time when we look around at the world and feel powerless? By reading poems, of course!
By Joe Nasta | Seattle foodie poet4 years ago in Poets
