If my life so far could be said to have one truly transformative moment, I think it was the intense meeting in early spring 2006 in the village hall after the mayor of Mutianyu village, Comrade Li Lianting, announced over the public address speakers that Jim Spear was to report immediately. The announcement echoed all around the steep valley walls where our homes cling to narrow dirt lanes off the winding blacktop road and dry streambed. Never before had I been summoned by any authority. With a tight knot in …
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I wanted to tell you that I loved you
So you would let me use your Chapstick
So we could plant a turnip garden
And fight in the Trader Joe’s …
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When icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail
And Tom bears logs into the hall
And milk comes frozen home in pail,
When blood is …
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Westron wind, when wilt thou blow?
The small rain down can rain.
Christ, if my love were in my arms,
And I in my bed again.