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| Image / Scott Webb |
Let Us Praise
the quiet task
that does not shout
its name to the world.
Dried plates,
dishing up
no status.
Raked leaves,
not falling, as we do,
for piling up
prestige.
Walls that stand,
not by themselves,
but because of where
they’ve joined.
Tea bowls,
silently waiting,
allowing what
enters them
to expand.
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Daniel Skach-Mills Daniel Skach-Mills’ poetry has appeared in Braided Way, Sojourners, Sufi (Featured Poet), and Kosmos Journal. His book, The Hut Beneath the Pine: Tea Poems, was a 2012 Oregon Book Award finalist. A former Trappist monk, Daniel lives in Portland, Oregon, where he served for fifteen years as a docent for Lan Su Chinese Garden. |
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