I wish we could all be given the gift

to extract the anger

from the pit of our stomachs.

I wish we could all be given the courage

to throw that fury out the window

and

transform that feeling

into something

beautiful.

I wish we could see this transformation

in the sky

from ugly

to a soaring wonderful

as if

by the process

of reincarnation.

p.s. On Thursday I read a poem in Hopkins’ The You I’ve Never Known that wrote about anger so perfectly. Here, the main character battled the word, and the feeling, yet, also came to an understanding (ironically). Here’s to what I wish we could do with anger.

 

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