My own particular brand of bleak is firm, and unambiguous enough to recognise our dark as a basic truth: the world-rending fire of the human soul is…… Read more “Realism.s”
Tag: love
Pores
The world gets into our pores and writes on us lines with the clay of earth, warmth of sun bite of wind caress ; sorrow & joy…… Read more “Pores”
Narkissos
sooty secrets buried in black: bleak as beak. --- windswept wood, wild sweet orange, swan's neck swoops. --- carefully curated, beautiful mind hovers over clear blue sky,… Read more "Narkissos"
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Everything Unresolved
-- "...I would like to beg you dear Sir, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to… Read more "Everything Unresolved"
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Rilke on Love and Other Difficulties…
I will try at some juncture to say my own bit here, but for now let me say that this is one of the most inspiring…… Read more “Rilke on Love and Other Difficulties…”
Memo # 8 ~ Deep River (Shusako Endo)
“…And death itself began working backwards…” A tree grows up into the light, oxygen-laden air from out of the dark, decaying remains of its parent. Forest fires…… Read more “Memo # 8 ~ Deep River (Shusako Endo)”
Memo #5
Memo #5 ~ Simone Weil and Stringfellow The nature of Love is, enigmatically, found in perpetual Act, defined in the solitude granted within the oneness of intimacy,…… Read more “Memo #5”
.pearls
mint makes merry in the mouths of maids with emerald-embered eyes and marigold hair. “make it mine,” she said. he did. “make this Orb my Oyster and…… Read more “.pearls”
against another rain
these rains are soft and searching, long and lurching with the need that scrabbles deepwithin my chest for a toe-hold: one small crack in which to place…… Read more “against another rain”
_willingly_bound_
there really is a magic in — a lifting out of — oneself that occurs in any human relationship: the complicated weave of displacement, replacement and implacement,…… Read more “_willingly_bound_”
Body
. how could i love the sea, its change, its flow, its crash and lash, the way it meets the sky and dances beneath boats, uplifting if…… Read more “Body”
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”
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.”
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…… Read more “Art, Culture, & the Autonomous, Free Humanity of Man”
