Tuesday, February 21, 2006 Crypt ~ Marykathryn ~ 2.14.06 Valentine’s Day. Indeed. Don’t know what to say about that. I want to write about St. Paul’s Cathedral…… Read more “fragment:Crypt”
Category: personal^blurbs
Old Work —
It seems I am doing an awful amount of catch-up. Not only for when I freeze blogging, but also for all the years I was too frightened…… Read more “Old Work —”
note:
I would like to compare Weil, Havel, Solzhenitsyn, Gandhi, others, and the Bible when it comes to one’s basic identity and how it should interact, contribute to,…… Read more “note:”
Further Always
)i’ve a notion tonight that there’s a further way to live than i do, and that it is far from impossible to live. i’ve always believed so,…… Read more “Further Always”
Between
Between the material world and the world of feeling there must be a border — on one side, the person grieves and the cells of the body…… Read more “Between”
cummings on love
this is one of my favorite poems about love. there are more, but this one always comes to mind, and it makes me happy. last thursday was…… Read more “cummings on love”
Happy New Year Everyone!
I’m back. 2 really good quotes for everyone: When the ancients said that the solitary was likely to be either a god or a beast, they meant…… Read more “Happy New Year Everyone!”
Stream
It’s 10.30 pm Dec 22nd and I’ve settled down to a stream-of-consciousness year’s-reaching-its-conclusion type assessment. . . If there’s one thing I know about this year, it’s…… Read more “Stream”
In Late November…
It is late November (yet again) and I have come across a beautiful lil’ post by C.B. Wentworth on gratitude. Suddenly filled with Thanksgiving, even here in…… Read more “In Late November…”
Matter.
don’t feel like turning myself on my head just to look at the world with new eyes. to see it all through glass or crystal, doesn’t matter.…… Read more “Matter.”
Poetry, by Pablo Neruda
One of my favorite poems of all time. It just dances with me and moves right somehow… it expressed -me- and showed me with such perfect and…… Read more “Poetry, by Pablo Neruda”
/Difference
In My Good Deathby Dalia Shevin, for David Shevin in loving memory I will find myself waist deep in high summer grass. The hummingshock of the golden…… Read more “/Difference”
Idiolalia 