The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
~Carl Sandberg
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"I aspire to awake for the benefit of all beings." S. Batchelor Disclaimer: The contents of this website are mine personally and do not reflect any position of the U.S. Gov't or the Peace Corps.
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- What Famous Leader Are You?
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- Incomplete Knowledge
- Loss Loved Me
- letting your love shine
- Out There
- a poem
- Description of a Pear on a Pewter Dish
- A Shower of Rain
- Interior
- Dukedom
- Rembrandt's Raising of Lazarus, 1642
- Surrender
- Every Journey is a Pilgramage
- Eating the Peach
- Suddenly in Grace
- Sprig of Lilac
- Poem of Low Latitudes
- Happiness is a birthright
- Never doubt...
- Spoon and Tree
- Confusion
- Four Poems
- Travel Advisory
- Two poems
- The Field
- Azaleas
- Redoubt
- The Easel of Mantegna
- We Are Not Dead
- Haiku
- Admiralty Bay
- Two Things
- The Fog
- Wallpaper
- The Waters in Benin
- Today
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