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