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Praise feeds in ways that food cannot

Praise feeds in ways that food cannot; work as you must, but do not neglect to praise © Meisaan Chan

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My neighbors’ shouting woke me up last night

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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Undulations

The turbulent wave will always sink into the sea; the mirror sea will always birth the turbulent wave © Meisaan Chan

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Calm, calm, says the Lord, taking me in her arms

Calm, calm, says the Lord, taking me in her arms you have so much yet to learn about that one true thing © Meisaan Chan

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Intertwined

Being with you is being with my essence © Meisaan Chan

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Bowing down

Do not be dismayed at the legions of sand Do not be discouraged at the punishing sun When you feel yourself wail, bow down, bow down: remember where true succor lies © Meisaan Chan (Photo credit: National Geographic)

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The aftermath of the wave

The great wave has sunk into the sea and joined again that smooth, silver line; I, still gasping, wipe saltwater from my face examine my boat, and in the silence, start mending © Meisaan Chan

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