funeral hymn
time and again
the same wave resurfacing
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Julie Mellor
Julie Mellor holds a PhD from Sheffield Hallam University. Her mainstream poetry pamphlets, Breathing Through Our Bones (2012) and Out of the Weather (2017) are published by Smith/Doorstop. Over the last few years she has become more interested in writing haiku and haibun. She is currently the reviews' editor at Presence. She blogs at http://juliemellorpoetsite.wordpress.com
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Wonderful. It remdnds me of fragments form early Greek poetry, like Sappho or Archilochus
This one means a lot to me. I keep thinking about Thích Nhat Hạnh, who — like other Buddhist teachers — talks about how the wave doesn’t have to be afraid that it is coming to an end, once it realizes it is made of water, and is not separate from the great ocean.
Wonderful. It remdnds me of fragments form early Greek poetry, like Sappho or Archilochus
amazing how so few words can evoke so much feeling
This is a deep one. Thanks.
This one means a lot to me. I keep thinking about Thích Nhat Hạnh, who — like other Buddhist teachers — talks about how the wave doesn’t have to be afraid that it is coming to an end, once it realizes it is made of water, and is not separate from the great ocean.