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Let it go

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We let go of 3 truckloads of things out of the barn and dye shed in the last few days and today the dumpster comes. We are definitely “letting go” — of belongings and of pent-up angst, even of beloved kitties. When this poem by e.e. cummings came into my mail box this morning, it seemed worthy of sharing and re-reading. Here is to letting go …

let it go – the
smashed word broken
open vow or
the oath cracked length
wise – let it go it
was sworn to
go

let them go – the
truthful liars and
the false fair friends
and the boths and
neithers – you must let them go they
were born
to go

let all go – the
big small middling
tall bigger really
the biggest and all
things – let all go
dear

so comes love

~ e. e. cummings ~

(Complete Poems 1904-1962)

But it’s spring

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I rose this morning early as usual, and went to my desk.
But it’s spring,
and the thrush is in the woods,
somewhere in the twirled branches, and he is singing.
And so, now, I am standing by the open door.
And now I am stepping down into the grass.
I am touching a few leaves.
I am noticing the way the yellow butterflies
move together, in a twinkling cloud, over the field.
And I am thinking: maybe just looking and listening
is the real work.
Maybe the world, without us,
is the real poem.

~ Mary Oliver ~

(The Leaf and the Cloud)
excerpt from The Book of Time