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Hannah Levy's avatar

"Every day feels like a test of one’s patience, and one’s hope, and one’s fear, and one’s love, and one’s comprehension, and one’s compassion, and one’s anger, and one’s rage. Every day feels a bit like failing, because I don’t quite know what to prioritize: my anger or my hope, my patience or my rage. There are limits to everything, I know. And I think we are being stretched every which way." - a devastating poem, devastatingly beautiful analysis of it, and devastatingly accurate reflection on these times we stay alive in.

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Dominique Brillanceau's avatar

Thank you, Deving for finding this poem and your analysis of it. You even managed to bring back last week's theme tenderness through your words and your reminder of poetry's role, that of witness.

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