while we wonder if God sees, agree
it is not about our comfort
(in blaming we find comfort
flame about injustice
and how to fix what
philosophies
oh! Other)
sparrows
fall
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Graceful Press Poetry 
Right to the heart. Wow!
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Thank you, Claudia. I hoped it would have a little bit of oomph. 🙂
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oh, oh … do you know:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xuucfvTMwCc ?
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That’s beautiful! Thank you for sharing.
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Lovely. Poignant.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Your poetry is always so beautiful. Well done.
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Thank you, Danielle!
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I bow to you wonderful poet! You did it again!
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Too kind and much appreciated. Thank you.
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Whole lot of fear going around lately, isn’t there?
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Yes, with its cousins frustration, anger, helplessness…
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Oof, the idea of more death occurring while everyone stands around talking about how to prevent death…very real and very well captured here.
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Thank you.
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the arrangement of the poem on the page works well, giving the reader a visual idea of what is going on. i like the “oh!”! it’s a satisfying poem because of your creativity and the heft of the subject.
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Thanks very much! (I did wonder about that “oh”–I’m glad it worked for you.)
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