Tag Archives: writing

The five-second invitation

“Ignore that for five seconds,” you whisper, “and come to me.” Sometimes I don’t – I finish my task, ignoring the pull in my soul: Flash starvation and sometimes I do – I put everything down: Flash nourishment © Meisaan … Continue reading

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Alleluia for busy days

Alleluia for busy days for ways in which I contribute to beauty © Meisaan Chan

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Gifts of eternal thickness

Somewhere, someone is praying for you, perhaps by name, perhaps in praying for the world; but even if the latter is true, the thing about prayer is that it can never be spread too thin: Somewhere, someone is praying for … Continue reading

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The gentle call and response

Gently you call to me as the night settles in and the dawn a distant friend; I switch on the lamp and under the golden glow write these words, the gentle responding © Meisaan Chan

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How I love words, says the Lord

I have spoken, says the Lord and love to speak and speak and speak: move your hand to the sound of my voice, caress me with the strokes of your pen; form the shape of my chin, my ears, the … Continue reading

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Resuscitation

With the writing of my soul, a release: the earth sighs the winds swirl again © Meisaan Chan

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The writer’s pursuit

I love the darkness pouring through my window; I love the beauty of the written word, intoxicating, compelling; in the darkness, our fingertips brush in one electrifying moment – She retreats I follow, of course: I follow © Meisaan Chan

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