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One Last Poem For Richard by Sandra Cisneros

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Black Gold (Artist credit: Sharlene Artsy)

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Paragraphs

On a general level, she was always hesitant to end a paragraph. What if she hadn’t done the paragraph justice? What if she still had more to add? What if she had been too biased? Surely, she must continue the paragraph to address the bias – it’s just what a good writer would do! Ending a paragraph, especially one she really enjoyed piecing together, just felt so final, so permanent.

But the thing is, love, maybe that paragraph was just a bridge paragraph. You know, kinda like a bridge sentence but longer. Maybe that bridge paragraph was only meant to allude to what’s coming next. The next paragraph could really be where the meat of the story lies. Or maybe it’s the paragraph after that or the one after that one.

Moving on with your story doesn’t mean there won’t be reoccurring topics. Maybe moving on allows you to lay down more context to better handle the topic of that one paragraph you really liked. Then again, maybe it doesn’t. Maybe that topic never comes up again. But, love, you gotta move on to more paragraphs.

#healing #moving on #not about pargraphs #maybe about paragraphs #writing #mending

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Sandra Cisneros

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ENDLESS SUNSET BOULEVARD

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“You’re not going to master the rest of your life in one day. Just relax. Master the day. Then just keep doing that every day.”

— Unknown

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it’s morning but i still feel it

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“Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. But what is most unpleasant is the not knowing what is happening. Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of the personality is about to be revealed.”

— Alice Walker