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Ori Goldberg reading a book while holding a baby
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What a piece of work is man —
look at the wonder of our mortal frame:
short sight, arthritis, piles, and acne,
gums are abscessed, cysts inflamed,
impacted wisdom teeth and asthma,
bowel cancer, unnamed pains.
And how could we have been created
by a less than perfect Cause?

What a piece of work is man —
look at our glory, at our splendid ways:
the bodies piled, discarded offal,
raped, their throats slit, set ablaze,
the fragrant smoke an awful signal
of a feast for birds of prey.
And how could we be chance productions,
born of cold, unthinking laws?

What a piece of work is man —
look at the heaven that he’s made of Earth:
the poisoned rivers, flattened forests,
oceans clogged with plastic scurf,
of great apes, elephants, and dolphins,
whales and tigers now a dearth.
And how could we not owe our nature
to the Mighty, Loving Source?
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A cinematic wide shot of a rugged North Yorkshire coastline at dusk. In the foreground, jagged, pale limestone formations meet dark, rust-colored ironstone cliffs. The North Sea is a churning charcoal grey, sending explosive white spray against the ancient, weathered stone. In the distance, the skeletal, rusted remains of an old industrial blast furnace stand silhouetted against a bruised, purple-grey sky. The lighting is atmospheric and heavy, highlighting the rough, pitted textures of the rock and the cold, salt-slicked sheen of the shore.
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Poem - 'The Bean Eaters' by Gwendolyn Brooks
The Possibilities of Rainbows

My ribs are filled
With shattered glass—
Pretty mosaics,
Sticky and jagged.

You taste my edges,
Light skipping from your tongue—
Painting me across walls,
Staining your retinas.

In me
I see
Collapsing and crooked capillaries…

In me
You see
Church pews and lighthouses.

When can I see with your eyes?
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A banana slug stretches thin at the tail as it  munches on an angel wing mushroom among several on a moss-covered tree along the side of the Kwis-Kwis hiking trail outside of Astoria, Oregon.
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An image for BURN THE MAP An Anthology of Protest and Defiance." IT also reads "Now Accepting Submissions for Poetry, short fiction, graphic art, photography, and prose" It is labeled at the bottom to read "Jackson-Fletcher Publishing" There is a black and white photo of 3 people in an urban setting at a street corner. There are 2 signs. one that reads dead end, and the other one way.
Golden aspens brighten a dark evergreen forest as thick clouds drift across rocky mountain peaks.
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