Poems for Healing

I know it’s not pear season but…

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….the pear blossoms brought these beloved words to my mind.


Comice by Joseph Stroud

I think of Issa often these days, his poems about the loneliness

of fleas, watermelons becoming frogs to escape from thieves.

Moon in solstice, snowfall under the earth, I dream of a pure life.

Issa said of his child, She smooths the wrinkles from my heart.

Yes, it’s a dewdrop world. Inside the pear there’s a paradise

we will never know, our only hint the sweetness of its taste.

From “The Poet’s Child,” edited by Michael Wiegers


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Author: tinagstanley

Tina Stanley, L.C.S.W., is a skilled and caring psychotherapist and hypnotherapist, specializing in anxiety, depression, relationships and parenting , postpartum depression, childbirth preparation, chronic pain. She practices in Sonoma County, California.

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