The days, in their passing, make a mark on us, which many times we do not notice. I like to write about them, and here I have published several on different occasions. Sometimes they can be marked by uncertainty and darkness; other times, by quietness and hope. They are "the works and the days", as Hesiod said.
Why so much stumbling
to raise the house
Why not choose the stone
make it correspond with another
sow the table
sharing of bread and wine
let the air pass through the thresholds
and wait for love
with the day's entry
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