Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Seepage
Private always bleeds through us
Brick, rock, concrete: all
holes, soft membranes, chinks somewhere.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Morning Papers
I wouldn't want to be faster
or greener than now if you were with me O you
were the best of all my days
- "Animals", Frank O'Hara
Living brings you death; there is no other road.
- Galway Kinnell
All flesh is grass.
- ISAIAH 40:6
As we spoke, you and I,
of how the sky at sunset hits the earth
gaily flung notes sounded
of some bird's birding
I was that bird in an instant.
The music fell like fiery drops within my ribcage.
I felt the tones -
felt them and yearned - and smiled at you and your sunset.
Some day if we trust one another long enough
with care and worth
I'll ask you if you heard that house wren.
You'd remember.
- Rudolph W. Nemser
Each of us is an artist
Whose task it is to shape life
Into some semblance of the pattern
We dream about. The molding
Is not of self alone, but of shared
Tomorrow and times we shall never see.
So let us be about our task.
The materias are very precious
and perishable.
- Arthur Graham
or greener than now if you were with me O you
were the best of all my days
- "Animals", Frank O'Hara
Living brings you death; there is no other road.
- Galway Kinnell
All flesh is grass.
- ISAIAH 40:6
As we spoke, you and I,
of how the sky at sunset hits the earth
gaily flung notes sounded
of some bird's birding
I was that bird in an instant.
The music fell like fiery drops within my ribcage.
I felt the tones -
felt them and yearned - and smiled at you and your sunset.
Some day if we trust one another long enough
with care and worth
I'll ask you if you heard that house wren.
You'd remember.
- Rudolph W. Nemser
Each of us is an artist
Whose task it is to shape life
Into some semblance of the pattern
We dream about. The molding
Is not of self alone, but of shared
Tomorrow and times we shall never see.
So let us be about our task.
The materias are very precious
and perishable.
- Arthur Graham
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