My heart is in angst
Strung through the hip in rose lengths
Weary of reaching
My heart is in angst
Strung through the hip in rose lengths
Weary of reaching
"It is not the rich man you should properly call happy, but him who knows with wisdom how to use the blessings of the gods, to endure hard poverty, and who fears dishonor worse than death, and is not afraid to die for cherished friends or fatherland."
- Horace
and awaits the scythe,
the grain in the field stands tall
swaying one last time.
swaying one last time
trying not to collapse at
the scene of the crime
"It is not the rich man you should properly call happy, but him who knows with wisdom how to use the blessings of the gods, to endure hard poverty, and who fears dishonor worse than death, and is not afraid to die for cherished friends or fatherland."
- Horace
the scene of the crime
holds but awful memories
who can remember?
CARPE DIEM! Seize the day! Make your lives extraordinary!
-Dead Poets' Society
I SWEAR, BY MY LIFE AND MY LOVE OF IT, THAT I WILL NEVER LIVE FOR THE SAKE OF ANOTHER MAN, NOR ASK ANOTHER MAN TO LIVE FOR MINE.
- John Galt, Atlas Shrugged
Who can remember
the source of the lost question
that opened one mind?
"It is not the rich man you should properly call happy, but him who knows with wisdom how to use the blessings of the gods, to endure hard poverty, and who fears dishonor worse than death, and is not afraid to die for cherished friends or fatherland."
- Horace
my best line ever
stretched from trembling twig shapes
that opened one mind
and somehow a dog
has taken itself & its tail considerably away
into the mountains or sea or sky, leaving
behind: me, wag.
- John Berryman
that opened one mind
closed like a licorice wand
at each end sweeter
"It is not the rich man you should properly call happy, but him who knows with wisdom how to use the blessings of the gods, to endure hard poverty, and who fears dishonor worse than death, and is not afraid to die for cherished friends or fatherland."
- Horace
At each end sweeter
raspberry plants forever
the ladybug sighs
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
the ladybug sighs
once more the warning begins
once again she flies
Once again she flies
heels giggling on marble floors
the clock chimes midnight
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
The clock chimes midnight
Moonlight wanders through the wastes
Of this lonely world
Faith is believing what you know ain't so - Mark Twain
The preachers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves - Henry David Thoreau
The way to see faith is to shut the eye of reason - Benjamin Franklin
The teaching of the church, theoretically astute, is a lie in practice and a compound of vulgar superstitions and sorcery - Leo Tolstoy
Of this lonely world
nothing pleasant can be said,
'til it is reborn.
'til it is reborn
what are the poets up to
and the owl sighed
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein