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The seed pod in her throat swelled yet again, and she was a flower, blooming— Bursting into tears.
If I look at the Beatitudes not only as though each were a description of Jesus, but also as a definition, they shine in a powerful and brilliant light, so that light and darkness are suddenly alike.
The Irrational Season
Madeleine L'Engle
And so I stand, a little sightless.
So I walk
Away on wheels, instead of legs, they serve as well.
And learn to speak with fingers, not a tongue.
The body is resourceful.
The body of a starfish can grow back its arms
And newts are prodigal in legs.
And may I be
As prodigal in what lacks me.
The Collected Poems
Sylvia Plath
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