Little Stones At My Window

Rating: 4.6

Once in a while
joy throws little stones at my window
it wants to let me know that it's waiting for me
but today I'm calm
I'd almost say even-tempered
I'm going to keep anxiety locked up
and then lie flat on my back
which is an elegant and comfortable position
for receiving and believing news

who knows where I'll be next
or when my story will be taken into account
who knows what advice I still might come up with
and what easy way out I'll take not to follow it

don't worry, I won't gamble with an eviction
I won't tattoo remembering with forgetting
there are many things left to say and suppress
and many grapes left to fill our mouths

don't worry, I'm convinced
joy doesn't need to throw any more little stones
I'm coming
I'm coming.

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Dh 23 May 2021

Please summarize this

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Wanda Torres 10 April 2016

What does the tile mean?

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Barbara Williams 01 June 2007

I really enjoyed your personification of joy...i had vivid images while reading it. Well done. ps. my maiden name was Benedetti which is why I clicked on yours!

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