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Theme VIII

Quietness

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Quietness

There are many kinds of silence.

 

Companionable, awkward, and that of the grave.

 

There are many kinds of hushed.

 

Snowfall, waiting, and that of the whisper.

 

There are many kinds of quiet.

 

Tiptoe, longing, and that of the heart that knows that it is beloved.

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Rest

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Rest

What is it about humankind that makes it hard to rest?

What is it about us that makes us turn up the lights, press “Next Episode,” or chatter away on the phone given the space of one commute?

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Ashes

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Ashes

Ashes represent a reduction, a simplification, an equivocation of all things. Garden rose and wayside weed both burn to calcium carbonate—the stuff of egg shells and pearls. Read More

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