Ancestors

  This was a fridge magnet poem - the first I ever worked hard to keep. I likes it! 😉 Anyway. Tried to keep all the spacings what they were on the fridge - it's part of the medium and also part of the impact. Fridge magnet poems have a unique kind of impact I…Read more Ancestors

Shroud *i.

*i. The leaves' backs are bowed under the weight of an orphan snow. Steadily, steadily, a forlorn blanket hides the bright greens and muted grays of an accosted April night, blustering acidly about the day's clean yellow tulips and gracing sun-kissed surfaces with abrasive white garments. Appalled at the decay of Spring's burgeoning beauty, I…Read more Shroud *i.

Kierkegaard’s Sickness Unto Death

Pivotal definitions in the progression of Kierkegaard's Sickness Unto Death. Despair Self: "The self is the conscious synthesis of infinitude and finitude that relates itself to itself, whose task is to become itself, which can be done only through the relationship to God... the progress of becoming must be an infinite moving away from itself…Read more Kierkegaard’s Sickness Unto Death

Art, Culture, & the Autonomous, Free Humanity of Man

1Art, Culture, and the Autonomous, Free Humanity of Man; The Universal Applicability of Living in Truth and Accepting Responsibility as Destiny The essence of the conflict… is not a confrontation between two ideologies (for instance a socialist with a liberal one) but a clash between an anonymous, soulless, immobile and paralyzing… power, and life, humanity,…Read more Art, Culture, & the Autonomous, Free Humanity of Man

Ministrations

'Ministrations'  ~ a winter window weakly thrashing, bony limbs glisten under the ministrations of a light which provides no heat. frozen rain falls steadily bitter weeping melting flat white knives into the tools i will use to stay alive when all the tears are gone. watching the weak, half-hearted tossings and turnings of a slow,…Read more Ministrations

Nature’s Marked

The tree outside my window is mottled with rot, its green and yellow leaves so lush and vibrant with life now show brittle, brownish black; Nature's marked suicidal, burning holes in her own beauty, wielding rays of sunlight like cigarettes and crying spent leaves like shivering tears dropping, dropping: {disappear} Winter's coming and she's no…Read more Nature’s Marked