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

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