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Startling Light<\/i><\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Poetry is not only dream and vision;<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n it is the skeleton architecture of our lives.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n It lays the foundations for a future<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n of change, a bridge across our fears<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n of what has never been before.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n Poetry is Not a Luxury,\u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Audrey Lourde<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Friends, together shall we dig deep<\/span><\/p>\n for some good news, deep,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n where the earth always revives?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Right now, why not put an ear<\/span><\/p>\n to the ground with our new senses<\/span><\/p>\n tuned by catastrophe and sorrow.<\/span><\/p>\n Feel pure good dirt beneath\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n the forest floor, shifting slowly\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n to rebirth our world above.<\/span><\/p>\n How the fertile underworld reaches\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n up to the roots of trees who breathe\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n for us, hold us, like poems bring\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n revelation out of the dark.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n While the owl cries out our name\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n in the night, may our endangered<\/span><\/p>\n souls awaken, illuminated\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n with renewed vision,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n let\u2019s RISE, rise UP<\/span><\/p>\n like flocks of swallows\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n swing together into the air!\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n May startling light\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n flash off our wings\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n onto the long shadow\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n cast over the land.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>[\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section]\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Startling Light Poetry is not only dream and vision; it is the skeleton architecture of our lives. It lays the foundations for a future of change, a bridge across our fears of what has never been before. Poetry is Not a Luxury,\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Audrey Lourde Friends, together shall we dig deep for some […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":122,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_et_pb_use_builder":"on","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-405","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-my-poems","et-has-post-format-content","et_post_format-et-post-format-standard"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/louisalovegallas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/405","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/louisalovegallas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/louisalovegallas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/louisalovegallas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/louisalovegallas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=405"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/louisalovegallas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/405\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":411,"href":"https:\/\/louisalovegallas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/405\/revisions\/411"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/louisalovegallas.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/122"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/louisalovegallas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=405"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/louisalovegallas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=405"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/louisalovegallas.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=405"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}