Becoming A Person Oh yes It is hard becoming a person, being born, growing 8 fingers, and 2 opposable thumbs. It is hard becoming a person, --growing up, ----waking up, (Going to work when it’s dark coming home when it’s dark) making money paying taxes and mowing lawns. (who does that?) It is hard becoming … Continue reading Becoming A Person
Lawrence Ferlinghetti – [Heaven was only half as far that night]
One Hundred and Eighty Eight 11.8.16 Words: When it comes to the clouds, sometimes, all you can do is look at them and feel an immense love for them from a distance even if you won't be able to touch them - maybe ever - You still would love a lazy cloud hanging in the … Continue reading Lawrence Ferlinghetti – [Heaven was only half as far that night]
Allen Ginsberg – Footnote to Howl
One Hundred and Eighty Seven 11.7.16 Tomorrow is not that far! Americans, family, home away from home! You can do this!! Go Blue - Go Hillary - Go Vote! - let's end this Trump bullshit and elect Hillary to this , let's not let more hate and ignorance find it's way to our world!! Hang … Continue reading Allen Ginsberg – Footnote to Howl
Naomi Shihab Nye – Kindness
One Hundred and Eighty Six 11.3.16 Naomi Shihab Nye Kindness Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth. What you held in your hand, what you counted and carefully saved, all this must go so you know how desolate … Continue reading Naomi Shihab Nye – Kindness
Sylvia Plath – You’re
One Hundred and Eighty Five 11.1.16 Sylvia Plath You're Clownlike, happiest on your hands, Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled, Gilled like a fish. A common-sense Thumbs-down on the dodo’s mode. Wrapped up in yourself like a spool, Trawling your dark as owls do. Mute as a turnip from the Fourth Of July to All … Continue reading Sylvia Plath – You’re
Mary Oliver – Some Questions You Might Ask
One Hundred and Eighty Four 10.28.16 I love questions.. I think I might even love them more than answers, they shift something in you, they throw you off balance, they break the natural flow of boredom in parties where everyone is constantly trying to figure out how you make money, where you live, and all … Continue reading Mary Oliver – Some Questions You Might Ask
Rumi – [God forbid I’d compare the moon to your face]
One Hundred and Eighty Three 10.27.16 For the sake of your eyes, as bright and mystical as the first sunrise ever seen from the earth. Rumi God forbid I'd compare the moon to your face Or the tall cypress to your stature and grace. Where in the moon are ruby sweet lips to be found? … Continue reading Rumi – [God forbid I’d compare the moon to your face]
Rilke – Autumn Day
One Hundred and Eighty Two 10.25.16 Rilke Autumn Day Lord: it is time. The summer was immense. Lay your shadow on the sundials and let loose the wind in the fields. Bid the last fruits to be full; give them another two more southerly days, press them to ripeness, and chase the last sweetness into … Continue reading Rilke – Autumn Day
Friend
Friend When I need you, when my hands are shaky, and the fear is pressing my heart, when I am laying under the sun cuddled up in clouds. when I run around laughing and asking the strangers, where is my mind? Where is my mind? (and you laughingly say, you never had one) when the … Continue reading Friend
Wreck
Wreck click clack click clack click clack they don't tie you to a chair and beat you up anymore nor they let the water tap open dripping on your forehead to drive your insane. but they still suck your soul out they want to tame you until nothing of you is left until you give … Continue reading Wreck
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