Tag Archives: beauty

November

Posted on November 21, 2019 by

I have forgotten how red the earth gets in autumn I have forgotten the beauty of impending death I have forgotten the graciousness of the lesson © Meisaan Chan

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Gazing out the cabin window, beauty gazing back at me

Posted on November 22, 2018 by

Birch trees numerous as the cattails standing white, standing brown © Meisaan Chan

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Flower bouquet, I

Posted on June 7, 2018 by

At first, I am overwhelmed by beauty I am blinded slowly, though, my eyes adjust and I start to see the subtle illness the subtle death the subtle imperfection and all of this gives me pause for praise, comfort, and … Continue reading →

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Maple syrup

Posted on April 20, 2018 by

Sweetness, fresh from the tree tasting like freedom and dawn and leaves: all the ways you show all the ways that you are: the small, shy drops © Meisaan Chan

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My neighbors’ shouting woke me up last night

Posted on April 12, 2018 by

My neighbors’ shouting woke me up last night and so, awake, I stumbled to the bathroom, and upon my return, I was struck by the frame of moonlight-drenched carpet – my window, achingly luminous and through it, there she was, … Continue reading →

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Spring rain, cold and clear

Posted on March 16, 2018 by

Spring rain, cold and clear striking bone while striking flesh all the world shivers © Meisaan Chan

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Touching proof

Posted on March 8, 2018 by

I make things beautiful, says the Lord; from the morass, music from the chaos, light – look for the beauty, my delicate fingerprint, proof that yes, yes: I have touched © Meisaan Chan

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