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lil  ·  3895 days ago  ·  link  ·    ·  parent  ·  post: Three Poems I Hang On My Walls

Back in my other home office in another city. On the wall here I have

Lost

by David Wagoner

  Stand still. The trees ahead and the bushes beside you
  Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
  And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
  Must ask permission to know it and be known.
  The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
  I have made this place around you.
  If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
  No two trees are the same to Raven.
  No two branches are the same to Wren.
  If what a tree or bush does is lost on you,
  You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
  Where you are. You must let it find you.
also "I know It's a Bad Bad World But" by John Grey.

"In a Dark Time" by Theodore Roethke

and the unbearably powerful poem by Nigerian poet Ken Saro-Wiwa The True Prison