We Must Bless Ourselves With Peaches
The Shopper I visit the grocery store like an Indian woman of Cuzco attends a cathedral. Repeating words: butter, bread, apples, butter bread apples. I […]
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The spirit concerns itself, after all else is considered, with the relationship between rudder and compass. Heart-warmed thinking from the soul informs, but despite the weather and the wind direction, the spirit steers the bark.
The Shopper I visit the grocery store like an Indian woman of Cuzco attends a cathedral. Repeating words: butter, bread, apples, butter bread apples. I […]
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what issa heard two hundred years ago issa heard the morning birds singing sutras to this suffering world. i heard them too, this morning, which
For those of you who don’t know, William Carlos Williams (some consider him the father of the “Beat” generation) was a medical doctor. It is
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Sweet Dancer The girl goes dancing there On the leaf-sown, new-mown, smooth Grass plot of the garden; Escaped from bitter youth, Escaped out of
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ITHAKA When you set out for Ithaka, ask that your way be long Full of instruction, full of adventure. The Laistrogonians and the
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Robinson Jeffers 1887-1962 The Purse-Seine (1937) Our sardine fishermen work at night in the dark of the moon; daylight or moonlight they could not tell
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Taking Off Emily Dickinson’s Clothes First, her tippet made of tulle, easily lifted off her shoulders and laid on the back of a wooden
Marginalia Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. If I could just
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