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Brisings

Posted on 2 September 2009 by Robert

Brisings Robert E. Stutts I wore you around my neck like Freyja’s golden necklace, a glittering ornament I kept hidden under the collar of my flannel shirt, panicked that someone else might notice the intricacy of such craftsmanship and want … Continue reading →

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"How should we be able to forget those ancient myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.” ~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet, trans. M.D. Herter Norton

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