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Today (2)

today i will... today i will give my desire for permanence the day off and sit in a chapel made of twigs and spit today i will give my desire for certainty the day off and dwell in the place of not-knowing today i will give my desire for security the day off, open the windows and  let in the breath of fresh air                                                               Stacy Stall Wills Probably a little more serious than the poems in the previous post on Today ( Today - 1 ). But there is a similarity.  In all of them there is a certain child-like quality, a letting go of the rules, a sense of adventure and an implicit critique of those elements that we deem part or even essential for a good, stable life. We detect a longing to be free from all the trappings we’ve got ourselve...