RSSArchive for August, 2017

Aug

31

By the Hundreds

By the Hundreds Hundreds of gulls come pouring in over the trees at sunset chasing the setting sun in the west across the water and insects. Coyotes wait with moon rising their pointed noses at the end of our street in dense bush for deer, what are they doing here? But that it is lush […]

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Aug

27

Fireflies

Let me be the first to wish you Happy Birthday…. here’s a poem from before that i was working on Fireflies Lifeless shooting stars sear evening sky with fire, dead rocks aflame, come down into our atmosphere to land in puddles with their name. Fireflies are more immense by far. They light up night and […]

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Aug

23

practical post tonight:

repeated applications of 3% peroxide, somewhat sequestered removes warts. a new superstar supplement has emerged which i would recommend for everybody: 95% curcumin, 5 % pepper to aid in the absorption…curcumin is the most active ingredient of turmeric, studied to be a most potent anti-inflammatory, beneficial in the circulation, the brain and the immune system.

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Aug

22

The Tempest

The Tempest You walk the drafty ladder ramp gang plank holding rope, in chains, sea below bouncing boat, enter narrow corridor, duck head into hold, even for Paul snug, take packed tightly place, grip oar. This, a journey within a journey. Smell mold, rats’ cheese, pitch, seawater, sweat and indescribables from cohabiters near yourself, all […]

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Aug

16

On or about Sunday Morning

On or about Sunday Morning Wallace Stevens You told us of a jar in Tennessee upon a hill. A jar that grows on wilderness that makes a hole upon a hill. It is Scope’s jar that sits there still in which are bits of life, those cells that dwell therein Inherit the Wind, Darwin’s creatures […]

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Aug

6

Winter Night

Winter Night The wind creaks the maple out in front of his home like the old man’s bones shuffling, knees and hips bowing, supporting him barely across shiny tiled floor, loose silk robe hanging like snow that is blowing fine powder across his yard, almost spraying a carpet rolled flowing on its edges and thick. […]

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