Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing
there is a field. I will meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn’t make any sense.
My heart hurts so much for my home state today. It will for awhile. I still can’t wrap my head around this. Nothing happens in Connecticut. To have something like this happen.