Its been too long since I played the poetry challenge, and I have to wonder if anyone is still around who either recalls it or cares.
The deal is simple - you, in the comments, quote me three disparate words and then I get all the fun - trying to weave them into some sort of poem in as short a time as possible.
I need this. So far I today I have already wept for Rilke*. The beauty of empathy; the silver lining on the cloud of heartbreak for someone else, is that, guilt free and without ugliness, we accidentally weep for and heal ourselves.
And I've done that; and now I need to play.