A Strategem for Sound Realism For each one of us, the proffered fascade of the ‘Real’ must be apprehended as a substantive, solid box, accepted, and then…… Read more “stepping.stones”
Tag: identity
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”
Like the Sun
Rippled glass and an image of me reflected in a single drop of water struggling to keep in line with the demands of gravity. What do…… Read more “Like the Sun”
Goodness
~*~ Good music, like Good anything in life, this life, so cannily, so cleverly and contextually compacted that, in the way of Good sake, its most intrinsic…… Read more “Goodness”
Literature’s Unifying Force
Mary Kathryn Gough 11/11/05 Project #2 The Unifying Force of Kafka’s Literature: Drawing a Dual-Hearted World Together in Unity of Spirit “Could not then art and literature…… Read more “Literature’s Unifying Force”
Wings IV
i. wings, great w i d e silverswimming wings overhead drew a single shadow on the ground, in my heart of hearts. darker than the pupils of…… Read more “Wings IV”
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…… Read more “Art, Culture, & the Autonomous, Free Humanity of Man”
Jane Eyre
this might need a wee bit of editing, but here is the main for the moment. A Historical Reading of Charlotte Bronte’s Jane Eyre Charlotte Bronte’s crisp…… Read more “Jane Eyre”
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…… Read more “Ministrations”
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Photoshop. c. Mary Kathryn Gough, 2002
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Red.
~Free-Write Response to Toni Morrison’s Beloved~ Red. The Hated. Manifestation of Desire. Passion which pulls so many into its pool: helpless, raging, drowning, dying. . . Rememory…… Read more “Red.”
To Still the Striving
even the lilies of the field have growth pains– bursts of desire: the touch of sunlight the nearness of neighbor the feel of…… Read more “To Still the Striving”
Idiolalia 