The Timid Poet

poetry and more from Kenneth W Arthur

Category golden shovel

Unearthing self with a golden shovel

Unearthing self with a golden shovel after Mary Oliver As they traverse the land of whoever, the frightened leave breadcrumbs. You who find yourselves disillusioned are welcome in this magical realm where no possibility is forbidden. Only the matter of… Continue Reading →

February 29, 2024 0

I’ve Moved Out

I’ve Moved Out (a Golden Shovel, after Hafiz as translated by Daniel Ladinsky) Shall I look to some mothering God to soothe my pain and kiss my heart-aches or shall I, gutted by the barbs of your words, have nothing… Continue Reading →

September 5, 2022 0

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