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Sarah Dredge's avatar

Tyler, thank you for this. This was our passage on Sunday so I feel like I am supposed to pay careful attention. And when I do, your poem slices into something. The last part... and the heel of bread....I will sit with this a long while. God bless you (though, in light of this poem/passage, I recognise sometimes that might look like a wound).

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Lee Kiblinger's avatar

This is so powerful. Thank you.

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Lee Kohman's avatar

Yes, love this poem of yours, Tyler, and even more so in conversation with Thomas’s words.

I think my favorite line break is that surprising, satisfying “…grasp a heel / of bread…”

Heeding the call to “Accept; accept.” is perhaps related to that enjambment in this way, among others: Accept—absolutely, and tenderize that acceptance with an openness of heart to being totally surprised, having our perceptions upended again and again. Like grasping a heel, and finding it bread.

Thanks for a lovely morning feast on words and worthy ideas!

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Sierra Westerholm's avatar

Love that poem "Tryst"... :)

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Loren Warnemuende's avatar

This is so good, Tyler—you’ve really tapped into a powerful truth here.

And I love this thought, even though it wasn’t part of your poem: “I wonder if subjecting oneself to the wrestling is its own kind of acceptance—a path into itself.”

I resonate with this!

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