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Dreams 3-25-16

March 25, 2016

Weeds sprouting. They look vaguely like my best friend, John Hanson, who died of cancer at age 15. It’s spring and I take them to be growth from the underworld. As Hillman put it, “each as close to death as his or her art will allow.” As close to soul as possible. Close to life.

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