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	<title>The Art of Waiting / A Arte de Esperar &#187; Finados</title>
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		<title>Finados</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today is Finados. It is a day to remember all those who came before us, to light a candle for them, and to commemorate their lives. Ancestors by Harvey Ellis my ancestors surround me like walls of a canyon quiet stone hard their ideas drift over me like breezes at sunset we gather sticks and [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today is <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/All_Souls_Day">Finados</a>.  It is a <a href="http://www.brasilescola.com/datacomemorativas/dia-de-finados.htm">day</a> to remember all those who came before us, to light a candle for them, and to commemorate their lives.  </p>
<ul><strong>Ancestors</strong></ul>
<p>by Harvey Ellis</p>
<p>my ancestors surround me<br />
like walls of a canyon<br />
quiet<br />
stone hard<br />
their ideas drift over me<br />
like breezes at sunset</p>
<p>we gather sticks<br />
and make settlements<br />
what we do is only partly<br />
our own<br />
and partly continuation<br />
down through the chromosomes</p>
<p>my son<br />
my baby sleeps behind me<br />
stirring in the night<br />
for the touch<br />
that lets him continue</p>
<p>he is arranging<br />
in his small form the furniture<br />
and windows of his home</p>
<p>it will be a lot like mine<br />
it will be a lot like theirs </p>
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