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Can you be kind
can you forgive petty things
and even some bad ones
Can you see the wisdom of Horace
I Am Human Therefore Nothing Human is Alien to Me
Can you pull back the camera
and see the seething hive of disaster we are
Will you live your whole life like a coiled spring
Will you stay in your cave no, not a real cave
but the one you carry around
Do you blame me for what happened to you
in the house of your childhood
Can we inhabit the room of thou
and be silent together
Can you be touched no, not on your body
Can my heart’s light light yours even for a moment
Do you care that others have suffered
have lived longer have more scars
and still they love
Do you think I’m from another country another planet
Do you think I’m a bad man because I want to hold you
against my heart brush the hair from your face
Are you afraid love will explode and disorder your life
Do you fight against it
Won’t you take off your mask no, not that mask
but the one you’ve made with the muscles of your face
a shield of hide can you let it go
can you hear me, be present for me
can you say with me All Lives Are Hard
Copyright 2022 Doug Anderson

511 Cathedral Parkway, NYC (photo by Doug Anderson)
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Can we dare be this open?
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Thanks, Dinah!
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Lovely, tender, and tough.
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yes, thanks, Angela.
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