[poem] piece by piece

Suddenly the smell of rain:
and every cloud alight, and sun
cascading down the brilliant balustrades:
a stunning ordinary moment in a London day.

So many conversations still to have
about honesty and inspiration--
about the turning cog-wheel clockwork of the earth, the universe--
about the merits and otherwise of metaphor--

If you were beloved of all the world
still I would find new ways new reasons (new hope with which)
to love you.

[recs] Depression's root cause is puppy deficiency

Content notes: reference to depression, weight loss, survivalism, discussion of SSRI efficacy.

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