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And still, years into it, one questions what is one’s ‘real work’ and how to be faithful to the work, how to show greater patience. How to be patient with one’s life, with the lives of others.

And maybe, also, the further we delve into our ‘real work’ the more we are aware of its dimensions, which expand and contract at once.

In some strange way, I think part of my work is to walk through the suburbs, quietly, patiently, noticing.

The rose bush hedges along the grey fences, for example. The way things decline, the way things bloom.

Reposted from the blog Calm Things

Shawna Lemay’s book of poetry, Asking, will be released next spring.  View more works on her website.

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