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Feb 27, 20181 min read
On Losing (and why that's not the point)
The unclimbed peak, to me, restless little heathen of commercialized adventuredom, is the interminable challenge. Ferocious, majestic,...
Feb 27, 20181 min read
on Death
I see, as I fall (and falling from a great height) undeterred, a stream cutting an azure course, white and brave and blinding bright, in...
Feb 27, 20181 min read
Jump Ship
Reading on dialectics and eternalities and forms, on tremendous propositions and their incumbent pretensions, all comfort shorn, I...
Feb 27, 20181 min read
Crucifix
That girl (she was small) delivered as only a child does a character— of a child arms out as crucifix to bear a cumbersome cumbersome...
Feb 27, 20181 min read
Assolutamente Sicura
Irregular idea tossed all too often into conversation There is no such thing So why ask for it Do you dis- agree that certainty is the...
Feb 27, 20181 min read
Mississippi
Godless, but not gone. Thoughtless and thankless but not wrong, and down in Mississippi I gave my song away, Down below the line I drew...
Feb 27, 20181 min read
lines and lines and circles
lines and lines and circles run furious full and in present absorb life that is active always as there is no stasis that is not in...
Feb 27, 20181 min read
Seafarers ("I and my mother...")
We are both so full of it, I and my mother. Full to the point of bursting, As a sparking kiln. Foolish in a poignant way As we weigh and...
Feb 27, 20181 min read
"We cannot happenstance hope..."
We cannot happenstance hope And redemption will not be controlled; A tether on perilous slopes, That will not fray as it grows old And...
Feb 27, 20182 min read
Baggage Claim
Lines — Like I can’t draw them straight, People collapse into pretend anarchy. But we stay behind the yellow line. Here, I have no option...
Feb 27, 20181 min read
Brazos de Rocas
No flat-footed gait here For misshapen stones have congregated Or been placed, and feathered And weathered away into tables and craters...
Feb 27, 20181 min read
Bulbs
Many journalists, and not many friends Around the encumbered tomb Around the brilliant panoply Beneath the dreadful moon Many shattered...
Feb 27, 20181 min read
Gold
golden copper leaves scuttle round our feet enter, enter this vault of fall walk with me down its glittering hall its buttresses are...
Feb 26, 20182 min read
The Searcher
Here the searcher’s tale: A lonesome tragedy Of the journey that ensues If one is sent, Most confident, Into a world that’s free. A...
Feb 26, 20181 min read
Art (That Was His Name)
His glasses focused already small eyes into vivid blue streams of energy they took every decrepit muscle and decaying joint and exploded...
Feb 25, 20181 min read
The Savannah Cools At Night
Crisp, stiffer than you’d like, the ocean roars at night. See, lions watch, eyes alit, and you’ve been caught When you shouldn’t be...
Feb 23, 20181 min read
Regret (Young)
In truth, I said “I love you.” Didn’t lie; Hidden, I Caught upon a fear, too. In fact, you were Beyond me. Simple thing: I had no ringing...
Feb 21, 20181 min read
[some starlings on a telephone wire]
Wet-winged water wild thing wild whilst wire-flying, wires and what true omen do you bring today? Flock, wild wonderment, drop-like...
Jan 28, 20181 min read
Entire Lives Are Spent Dreaming
Entire lives are spent Dreaming instead of doing Looking instead of reaching Sitting instead of moving Taking instead of teaching I hope...
Jan 28, 20181 min read
"Damn the imagined night..."
Damn the imagined night— A perilous guide indeed, Laden high with smoke And broken mirrors and encrusted dreams. Curse the blissful smog!...
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