An Inventory of Moons | Poetry Corner
Or the moon finds you along a foreign shore and you paddle out in some
dingy and scoop its reflection from the waters and drink it down.
Night Shift & Sea | GoodReads
"The melting snow dripped and ran, dripped and ran, and from every dark storm drain the sound of the sea drifted up, a dark winter sea now strongly ebbing."
— Strawberry Spring
Must Read: "How America's 'Culture of Hustling' Is Dark and Empty
"Some part of happiness undoubtedly derives from a Zen enjoyment of whatever is in front of you, but a big part of it is knowing who you are and being that person."