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	<title>Comments on: Mary Oliver - Sunrise</title>
	<link>http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/blog/2008/03/21/mary-oliver-sunrise/</link>
	<description>Sacred Poetry from Around the World</description>
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		<title>By: Joanne</title>
		<link>http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/blog/2008/03/21/mary-oliver-sunrise/#comment-75</link>
		<dc:creator>Joanne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 22:44:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ditto about MO-she makes my heart sing ...(even when her words bring tears top my eyes).

About the New Year: we have it in the middle of summer down under! Perhaps the New Year should be celebrated over and over just as we are renewed over and over...on a daily basis (Morning has broken...and all that).

The poem today really resonates with me. We can 'die' of happiness just as we can 'die' of despair. I read the dying as a symbolic transformation-relinquishing, opening, surrendering to something we have not hitherto been and thereby expanding the boundaries of our individual world to include more and more of the outer world. Joy can be the catalyst as can sadness...and ultimately we realise there is no distinciton between me and you..."I am so many...what is my name?" We are joined as one in 'happiness'.

warmest regards to all,

Joanne</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ditto about MO-she makes my heart sing &#8230;(even when her words bring tears top my eyes).</p>
<p>About the New Year: we have it in the middle of summer down under! Perhaps the New Year should be celebrated over and over just as we are renewed over and over&#8230;on a daily basis (Morning has broken&#8230;and all that).</p>
<p>The poem today really resonates with me. We can &#8216;die&#8217; of happiness just as we can &#8216;die&#8217; of despair. I read the dying as a symbolic transformation-relinquishing, opening, surrendering to something we have not hitherto been and thereby expanding the boundaries of our individual world to include more and more of the outer world. Joy can be the catalyst as can sadness&#8230;and ultimately we realise there is no distinciton between me and you&#8230;&#8221;I am so many&#8230;what is my name?&#8221; We are joined as one in &#8216;happiness&#8217;.</p>
<p>warmest regards to all,</p>
<p>Joanne</p>
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		<title>By: Ivan M. Granger</title>
		<link>http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/blog/2008/03/21/mary-oliver-sunrise/#comment-73</link>
		<dc:creator>Ivan M. Granger</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 19:54:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Pradnya,
Thanks for adding further clarification. I know many parts of the world consider this to be the beginning of the new year.  In some ways that makes more sense to me than to start the new year in the middle of the winter.  I guess it comes down to marking the new year at the when the light of the sun is most hidden and just begins its process of self-renewal (winter), or if we wait until the balance of day and night begins to tip in favor of day and light (spring).  Maybe we should all just celebrate the new year twice :-)
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And Emma,
Ditto -- I love Mary Oliver too!

Ivan</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Pradnya,<br />
Thanks for adding further clarification. I know many parts of the world consider this to be the beginning of the new year.  In some ways that makes more sense to me than to start the new year in the middle of the winter.  I guess it comes down to marking the new year at the when the light of the sun is most hidden and just begins its process of self-renewal (winter), or if we wait until the balance of day and night begins to tip in favor of day and light (spring).  Maybe we should all just celebrate the new year twice <img src='http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
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And Emma,<br />
Ditto &#8212; I love Mary Oliver too!</p>
<p>Ivan</p>
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		<title>By: Pradnya</title>
		<link>http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/blog/2008/03/21/mary-oliver-sunrise/#comment-70</link>
		<dc:creator>Pradnya</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 19:42:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Ivan, 
Navroz is a Parsi New year.Its also known as Jamshed Navroz.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Ivan,<br />
Navroz is a Parsi New year.Its also known as Jamshed Navroz.</p>
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		<title>By: Emma</title>
		<link>http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/blog/2008/03/21/mary-oliver-sunrise/#comment-69</link>
		<dc:creator>Emma</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 17:32:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love Mary Oliver!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love Mary Oliver!</p>
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