Elan Mudrow
Smidgens
Vulnerability
Only through our vulnerabilities
Can we speak of ourselves
Where no genders build language
Where no categories structure
Your reaction to my voice…..
My reaction to your voice.
Either of us can be the words
Slicing into the coolness
Of our combined angers…..
Of our singular gentleness
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Such beautiful writing. And very thought inspiring.
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Stunning…
Blessings
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Beautiful image, thoughtful words.
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Imagination level – “awesome”
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Wow. I am honored by your thoughtful response. I will continue to bravely share and look forward to visiting your blog.
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Vulnerability is always key to move further from where you currently are in life, not just for you but for those you even unknowingly inspire, thanks for sharing your beautiful words
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This is so beautiful. To think that people are so scared of being vulnerable, they miss out on so much
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Inspiring words! ❤
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Nice one, Elan!
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Love the image powerful
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When all the toys in the sand box belong to no one and gender is an issue long summers away, we know our commonalities and dreams, and not our artificial limitations. Once again, nice work.
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Fragile and powerful images. I love this.
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Nicely done.
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Beautiful
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Wow. Just wow. I’m not a writer. I can only admire when I am moved. And the photo is beautiful, too.
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I know the frailties and I’m never the wiser
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Utopia but we can try.
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“Where no genders build language
Where no categories structure
Your reaction to my voice…..”
Do you mean regardless of sexuality, man or woman… if so, wouldn’t that be like a tree wishing to be a flower and ignoring the obvious?
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I’m always coming back for more. I’m definitely a big fan. This reminds me of Plato’s cave. That light is blinding… I’m one of the prisoners unwilling, afraid.
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I love your scripto and measure, this is a sumptuous short Elan.
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Beautifully described
Love it
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Beautiful piece!
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An opening and a closing. Contemplating my fears right now. Thanks for this.
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Nice poem!
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Yes
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Only through our vulnerabilities
Can we speak of ourselves.
Isn’t it ironic that what people fear is the gateway to the connection they are so desperately seeking.
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Loved the imagery.
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