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and memories of things I never knew
WORDS FOR A NEW STORY
Order is just a story. Being is love.
My Vision
We all hold gifts that we must give to the world. We cannot do this alone. We must witness each other and in that witnessing, remember love. We hold the power to heal each other and therefore, ourselves.
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Teach Me
A poem in devotion to the lessons of the night
EM Martin
Oct 5, 20241 min read
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This is Your Gentle Song
Poem for authenticity
EM Martin
Sep 14, 20241 min read
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Grace Came
Before I had gone a long way from home, I knew it well, I have known my mother's Bare feet on the landing and my father's hug. I left...
EM Martin
Sep 8, 20242 min read
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Errands of Love
I am searching for answers To the shadows of my heart, Spiralling in last night's dream, Where a swollen woman (me), Is telling lies in a...
EM Martin
Aug 11, 20241 min read
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Prayer To Light
There are more avenues to light than seconds in my life.
EM Martin
Mar 28, 20241 min read
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Unless we still ourselves
Unless we still ourselves, We will never witness Who we are. So we will never know. And we will continue To be used by the systems In...
EM Martin
Nov 7, 20231 min read
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Our Spectacular Lives
In the flame there is truth, It is inside you, in stillness, Like the middle of the night, Held tight between the days, The stillness you...
EM Martin
Feb 12, 20231 min read
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Poetry | In the end, I was just scared
I think I was scared when I stopped picking up the phone To my friends. I think I was scared when The exams came and I lost Interest in...
EM Martin
Oct 1, 20221 min read
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Poetry | What I understand about Carver’s Late Fragment
And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? I did. And what did you want? To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on...
EM Martin
Sep 28, 20221 min read
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Poetry | Going Home
My heart calls for home, For the space of gentle light, Nights where love Comes in smells and touch - The sounds of kitchens And the...
EM Martin
Aug 10, 20221 min read
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How to Miss Your Miracles
There is only an intent, This one, now, again and again, An infinite, irredeemable intention, We have one single moment To call it forth...
EM Martin
May 11, 20221 min read
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Poetry | It's not a marathon drinks station
I want to make a meaningful approach to The Self in me. I need poetry to find it, It is hard to find it in cities, running after things,...
EM Martin
May 1, 20221 min read
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Poetry | When Mountains Speak
I see absolutes, like honesty and purity In the edge of mountains against the sky They hold the truth in their lines for me, Their state...
EM Martin
Apr 15, 20221 min read
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Poetry | The Joy Inventory
Today, did you feel joy, And did you give it away? Just imagine all the ways You'll come to know it, If you ask this every day.
EM Martin
Apr 9, 20221 min read
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Poetry | Me in Two Birds
It is a magnificent, impersonal morning; Mountains like huskies ready for an order, Blue sky, so deep and enormous That I am glad to have...
EM Martin
Apr 4, 20221 min read
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Poetry | Go Higher
I edge my pen into This crack of light And write myself A silent sunrise.
EM Martin
Apr 2, 20221 min read
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Poetry | Carry Your Love First
Carry your love first, Slow for it, start to feel The pain in your arms. Climb the steps in a new Place with your love Weighing you down....
EM Martin
Feb 15, 20221 min read
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Poetry | Ode to My Next Lover
Come to me now As you are, I'll know you From the sky's teachings Of love and edgeless light - From where I adore! In there, you were...
EM Martin
Feb 14, 20221 min read
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Poetry | When I Write About Love #2
Carve me a sculpture of your soul And on a perfect pitch black night I’ll use eternity to recognise it. With a sweeping palm stone flow,...
EM Martin
Jan 7, 20221 min read
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Poetry | Perhaps
We are not so complicated, Not fate thrashed, like the heroes On Instagram or in Homer, But born splitting into fractals. I remember how...
EM Martin
Dec 27, 20211 min read
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