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Jayden's Daily Poem - Saint Francis and the Sow


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Aloha, I've really gotten back into poetry at the moment. Whether I need inspiration, solice, a warm hand on my shoulder, or a kick up the butt poetry is always there and always offers what I need so I've decided to start sharing some of the wondrous things I find with you guys.


Today's offering is.........


Saint Francis and the Sow


The bud

stands for all things,

even for those things that don't flower,

for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing;

though sometimes it is neccessary

to reteach a thing its loveliness.

to put a hand on its brow

of the flower

and retell it in words and in touch

it is lovely

until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing;

as Saint Francis

put his hand on the creased forehead

of the sow, and told her in words and in touch

blessings of earth on the sow, and the sow

began remembering all down her thick length,

from the earthen snout all the way

through the fodder and slops to the spiritual curl of the tail,

from the hard spininess spiked out from the spine

down through the great broken heart

to the sheer blue milken dreaminess spurting and shuddering

from the fourteen teats into the fourteen mouths sucking and blowing beneath them:

the long , perfect loveliness of sow:



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