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	<title>Comments on: Weathervane</title>
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	<description>Lightning in the Blood</description>
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		<title>By: Jen McNair Wilson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jen McNair Wilson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 08:31:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Beautifully expressed.  
Life breathes a man, And he is.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautifully expressed.<br />
Life breathes a man, And he is.</p>
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		<title>By: Coyopa</title>
		<link>http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/weathervane/comment-page-1/#comment-119</link>
		<dc:creator>Coyopa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Mar 2010 14:06:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you, Obsidian Eagle!

I have outrageously flirted awhile with Buddhism, it&#039;s true... Sometimes I write from the &#039;void center&#039; and sometimes from the end of the branches. Sometimes it&#039;s prayer and sometimes it&#039;s song. Part of my job seems to be to express both the one and the many and the varying places in between and beyond as we slice up this pie that is not pie... And to not get caught in any of them as the Whole Story. I stand in amazement and say what I can.

Namaste to you too!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you, Obsidian Eagle!</p>
<p>I have outrageously flirted awhile with Buddhism, it&#8217;s true&#8230; Sometimes I write from the &#8216;void center&#8217; and sometimes from the end of the branches. Sometimes it&#8217;s prayer and sometimes it&#8217;s song. Part of my job seems to be to express both the one and the many and the varying places in between and beyond as we slice up this pie that is not pie&#8230; And to not get caught in any of them as the Whole Story. I stand in amazement and say what I can.</p>
<p>Namaste to you too!</p>
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		<title>By: Obsidian Eagle</title>
		<link>http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/weathervane/comment-page-1/#comment-112</link>
		<dc:creator>Obsidian Eagle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 00:37:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This piece is an eloquent homage to the preeminence of mutability within oneself.  It seems you are familiar with Gautama&#039;s doctrine of &#039;Anatta&#039;. Most of the time, I also try writing my poetry from that void center.

&quot;Great nameless madness of wonder;
Crushing gravity of Soul.&quot;

It&#039;s all good but those lines in particular stuck out at me.  Fine work my friend.

Namaste!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This piece is an eloquent homage to the preeminence of mutability within oneself.  It seems you are familiar with Gautama&#8217;s doctrine of &#8216;Anatta&#8217;. Most of the time, I also try writing my poetry from that void center.</p>
<p>&#8220;Great nameless madness of wonder;<br />
Crushing gravity of Soul.&#8221;</p>
<p>It&#8217;s all good but those lines in particular stuck out at me.  Fine work my friend.</p>
<p>Namaste!</p>
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		<title>By: Coyopa</title>
		<link>http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/weathervane/comment-page-1/#comment-85</link>
		<dc:creator>Coyopa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2010 14:37:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you, June! Yes - the embraced beauty cannot be held, as you say, but that&#039;s part of the journey, eh?
Letting it all rest in beauty, just as it is...

T</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you, June! Yes &#8211; the embraced beauty cannot be held, as you say, but that&#8217;s part of the journey, eh?<br />
Letting it all rest in beauty, just as it is&#8230;</p>
<p>T</p>
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		<title>By: LunaJune</title>
		<link>http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/weathervane/comment-page-1/#comment-74</link>
		<dc:creator>LunaJune</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 20:04:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You dropped by for lunch
I had a hunch
you had something to say
so I took a strool
and ah yes you did !

searching through the days
for the beauty that is life
embrace it daily
sometimes it&#039;s hard to hold
but baske is its sunrise
and never your soul shall be cold

lovely
thanks for coming for lunch</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You dropped by for lunch<br />
I had a hunch<br />
you had something to say<br />
so I took a strool<br />
and ah yes you did !</p>
<p>searching through the days<br />
for the beauty that is life<br />
embrace it daily<br />
sometimes it&#8217;s hard to hold<br />
but baske is its sunrise<br />
and never your soul shall be cold</p>
<p>lovely<br />
thanks for coming for lunch</p>
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