A sanction gone awry
was my portion to cultivate

Giveth and taketh away

This is how adaptation occurs
A perpetual recycling

Make-do-and-mend
again and again

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When this limbo
becomes mobile
and remains so

depends upon my knowing
the desert

with utmost rigor
and eloquent discipline

It is the road to ardor
wrought through uncertainty

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How the world is told
is how it inscribes itself

on our clothes

How we become what
we hold of it

Congruent

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The longing-sector
of the heart
beholds

relentless scrutiny

Inquiry and collecting
serve vigilance’s conspiring

The shoot of yellow
under winter

Found