1. Poem: Conclusion : there wouldn’t have been two misfits, finding happiness in old china.

  2. Poem: the yellow mist : “I have gone at dusk through narrow streets…” t.s. eliot

  3. Poem: song of the eclipse : but some nights his face will blacken / his eyes, once bright with wit, will blink

  4. Poem: my lips still hum : My mind still waits at history’s list / there are still losses that I mourn.

  5. Poem: beach walks : there will be no more beach walks no more delighted glances over tea

  6. Poem: Reaching In : And yet the thought of dancing there makes the leap-

  7. Poem: across the miles : we’ll both be imagining

  8. Poem: resurrection / if i : These hands were made to fit yours and will never lose their shape

Mila (Jacob Stetser)

Mila is a writer, photographer, poet & technologist.

He shares here his thoughts on Buddhism, living compassionately, social media, building community,
& anything else that interests him.

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