Although the wind
blows terribly here,
the moonlight also leaks
between the roof planks
of this ruined house.
Izumi Skikibu
We become available to the beauty of the moment as it is,
and available to one another as we are.
and available to one another as we are.
Joyce Kornblatt, This Ruined House, The Beautiful Mind: A Conversation with Gina Sharpe, Parabola, 35:4
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