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To the nines

“Form is exactly emptiness, emptiness exactly form.” Buddhist “Heart of Perfect Wisdom Sutra” Sam, It is the year of the Monkey, the ninth of twelve animals in the Chinese zodiac cycle. And, the ninth year of living without you—and your monkey-hugs.

Reggie, my heart therapy

He sees me June 27, 2014. He loves a freshly cut lawn. He does a down-dog-stretch before squeezing through the rectangular flap of a door. Outside. Sniffing a path, he finds a patch of sun and flops onto his side. Lying still for a minute, he soaks up the warmth […]

Day 29, “Deaf”

Sam's poem: "Deaf"

Poem #29: “Deaf” By Sam K. (age 9) Some people say noise hurts their head Some people say they wish they were dead all because it’s oh so loud but I am absolutely wowed for I cannot hear a thing not a single jingle or a ring I cannot think of […]

Day 22, “Earth”

World

Poem #22: “Earth” On a bike ride we found a lost ball, a huge plaything cornered by the wind in a drainage ditch. Caked with dirt, we noticed it looked like Earth, A blue marble under the grime. Sam begged to keep it. So we brought it home, hosed it down, […]

Day 19, “Powerful”

Sam's "Powerful Phrases"

Phrases #19: “Powerful” By Sam K. (age 8) Warm spring rain Cool blast of air I’d give up anything for you. Hot summer sand Warm, green ocean water Let the force be with you I love you deeper than the ocean With great power, comes great responsibility

Quiet Darkness

Sam, 2004

A crowd gathers nightly Watching their sun’s show Applauding its brilliance Lovers, strangers, children and sages are one As the sun takes its bow Curtains of sea and sky close the performance Separating now into quiet darkness They hold on to their sun’s beauty Memorizing it with hope