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    After the Rain, the Sun: Short Form Poetry
    After the Rain, the Sun: Short Form Poetry
    After the Rain, the Sun: Short Form Poetry
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    After the Rain, the Sun: Short Form Poetry

    By C.C. Carter

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    spirit and matter
    water and stone
    is smoke less real
    than fire?
    than wood?


    Small poems that celebrate big themes, written especially for those who appreciate the sacred in the ordinary. These short Zen-inspired poems, crafted with heart, humor and insight, explore both the folly and glory of what it is to be a spiritual seeker deeply involved in the human experience.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateJun 7, 2012
    ISBN9781468551297
    After the Rain, the Sun: Short Form Poetry

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