The Great Native American Bake Off
a poem
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If you pour your life through a jagged sieve then you'll determine which friends are quick to forgive— amen, amen— and which friends are quick to condemn.
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so good. I couldn't "hear" the rhyme until you read it. maybe next time I will try reading it before I hear you.
so true about politics endangering our intimate lives and even not so intimate. came so close with some and was so grateful my dad, who has left this earth, was not around to renounce me for the thousandth time.
also, I loved your poem because it reminds me to be
a forgiver,
not a condemner.
be a lover,
not a hater,
be there,
don't be square.
Not as good at rhyme as you but it is still fun. I like that you point out the technique of poetry here.
Amen amen indeed...
I've been thinking a lot about forgiveness lately. When I was little I would regularly get infuriated with myself for never being able to stay angry with people for longer than a millisecond. What is the definition of insanity? doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. That was me: expecting people who had hurt me in the past to magically change simply because I had forgotten and forgiven. As an adult this has changed. I accept that I still can't hold a grudge for longer than a millisecond, but I have learned to adjust how I see the people I love. This process can be a little bit sad, because it means that people I love can gradually lose their luster. Maybe forgiveness comes when we are able to love the flaws. I recently read a book about forgiveness and forgetting, about wounded dragons and mass amnesia, about peace that only comes when mass amnesia reigns the land.
But none of this is commenting on your beautiful poem...except this last sentence.