Let Us Go Into Ourselves With Great Tenderness

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Let us go into ourselves with great tenderness.

Let us not seek to write the final anthem on love and being. Let us begin by writing a small cappuccino or the flaking plaster of an old wall, or the red gums of a panting dog. Let us find what these things tell us. If transcendent love, so be it. But if not,

let us be patient with the slow, ordinary opening of the world to our imaginations.