Elizabeth Robin Harmonia friends duct tape our lives in secrets peeled off one by one little revelations of trust in daily tete-a-tetes reunions after decades like well-worn chenille bedspreads or tatted lace doilies, they mesh into our days—comfort, irk, challenge: shake every grain of sand, out of that shoe can we measure a friend? use stiff builder’s tape notched in centimeters? gauge against a nine-inch handspan? feel hygge quotient by degrees? the mockingbird sings beyond heart harasses intruders, pours out tunes flung to a crazy-quilt sky but friends are scribbled memories tucked down inside fading jeans is that why they sew up pockets? to capture the notes before they fly? harmonia intones a crescendo lifts us forward waltzing to the ray of light on a sunflower Harmonia is the Greek goddess of concord, unanimity, and oneness of mind; she is the love that unites all people.
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