| a walk in a midwinter ochre wood to get some england sun as it steals away— a little poodle runs to show you love; you like the feel of the animal’s body on your leg; it’s something of an acceptance so you smile and are not the least bothered; you even hope it’ll jump, though the lady yells no jumping Sam! no jumping! and when she adds ‘you know he just loves EVERYbody!’ why should you suddenly feel tears coming?— it’s just that EVERYbody; how do you explain this? there’s nobody to explain it to: why she needed to take away from you this one feeling of special? how could she know it was the most human moment of your day— the most human moment in weeks? |
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Compassion Camp 