May 17, 2022
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Thoughts of Virginia Woolf
a Poem
It is a tender leaning backwards
into white
into noble understanding
receiving, embracing
It is a falling into safe sky
through the beauty
of unclouded gaze
A coming home then:
this terrifying release
(though exhilarating)
of completely letting go
of implicitly trusting
her wings and their strength
I turn to her as a mother
as a lover
as a beacon
clear but yet so distant
that only…
