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Prayers like
constellations
embodied
in brokenness
crammed back
into flesh
that scars.
#foundpoem Alia Joy’s “The Foolishness of a Kingdom”
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Prayers like
constellations
embodied
in brokenness
crammed back
into flesh
that scars.
#foundpoem Alia Joy’s “The Foolishness of a Kingdom”
#lent #blueskypoets #milkyway #foundpoems #micropoem
A beautiful accidental poem from @adamcsharp.bsky.social
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8. Little walnut (Bulgarian)
7. Little bird in the ditch (Japanese)
6. Thumbling (Finnish)
5. Fence-skedaddler (Danish)
4. Fence-master (Hebrew)
3. Druid bird (Irish)
2. Mouse-brother (Faroese)
1. Little king of winter (Dutch)
A beautiful accidental poem from @adamcsharp.bsky.social
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of cosmic things
but I know the weight
of a body
that could not rise
against the gravity
of despair, the tongue
too thick and heavy
to lash around in prayer.
#foundpoem from Alia Joy’s “The Foolishness of a Kingdom”
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of cosmic things
but I know the weight
of a body
that could not rise
against the gravity
of despair, the tongue
too thick and heavy
to lash around in prayer.
#foundpoem from Alia Joy’s “The Foolishness of a Kingdom”
#lent #blueskypoets #foundpoems #micropoem
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The Kyrie a persistent
protest.
Roots
anchored
to the soil.
Words
that live
on the edge
of winter
and spring.
We sing.
#foundpoem from Rev. Mihee Kim-Kort
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The Kyrie a persistent
protest.
Roots
anchored
to the soil.
Words
that live
on the edge
of winter
and spring.
We sing.
#foundpoem from Rev. Mihee Kim-Kort
#foundpoems #lent #prayer #poetry