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The Red-Winged Blackbird
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Saturday, July 07, 2012. Tired of Speaking Sweetly. Love wants to reach out and manhandle us,. Break all our teacup talk of God. If you had the courage and. Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights,. He would just drag you around the room. By your hair,. Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world. That bring you no joy. Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly. And wants to rip to shreds. All your erroneous notions of truth. That make you fight within yourself, dear one,.
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The Red-Winged Blackbird: January 2010
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Wednesday, January 13, 2010. I've recently been writing about a certain "mode" of poetry that was first conceived and practiced by the British Romantic poets; what some have called the "epiphanic mode." I've joined them in calling it that. Which a fun thing to do- join a tradition, a convention. I'm with these guys over here, doing this thing, yeah. The Romantic poets seem to have had two reactions: 1. Romantic Irony, and 2. Romantic Epiphany. Monday, January 11, 2010. Here is his song. Twenty years larg...
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The Red-Winged Blackbird: February 2010
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Monday, February 22, 2010. And handing out our fliers. Nothing like door-to-door knocking to put one in a philosophical mood- all these box-homes, housing suburban creatures and their families, creatures who peek their little heads out to see what sort of visitors have come to call. It's us, John and I, trying to appear nonchalant, standing one forward one back, commenting on the prettiness of their decor, the beauty of their dog. That dog in your pic is so cute! I love Coldplay too! One young lady (old ...
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The Red-Winged Blackbird: A Girl Named Aletheia
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Wednesday, June 09, 2010. A Girl Named Aletheia. And though philosophical rhetoric may also be a kind of currency, what's for sale isn't power. It deals in, for lack of a better term, Truth. Right perspective. Though it's likely that there is never a moment of philosophical communication free of power play, still it seems to me that a sincere attempt at "loving wisdom" is usually experienced as a directing of energy outside. There is coffee in my cup. Right, this is true. Hm. Well, what do yo...That ever...
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The Red-Winged Blackbird: The Great Religions
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Monday, December 26, 2011. Great religions are the. Every sane person I know has jumped. That is good for business. A startlingly true piece of insight. How does one poet pack humor, subversive thought, and deep observation into a few lines, so easily? October 08, 2012 11:37 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Awesome Inc. template. Powered by Blogger.
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The Red-Winged Blackbird: The Infant Year
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Sunday, January 16, 2011. Published well after the fact]. Last night, I saw The Social Network, the film about Facebook's birth and father, Mark Zuckerberg. I left feeling broken. And angry. I want to know this: why can these various self-focused technological geniuses manufacture within themselves the sort of force that enables the realization of whatever vision their ego allows, while I get sloppily lost in mental picture after picture? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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The Red-Winged Blackbird: The Gratefulness Project
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Monday, October 03, 2011. Day 1 Homo Mobilis:. I'm thankful for mobility, for my faithful little Hyundai, and for this bi-pedaled body that propels me today across living rooms, city blocks, and campuses. For the breath that fills my lungs as I lay in bed, the tiny mouths inside those lungs that take the breath into my bloodstream, and for the breath-blood that wakes my body and mind. Day 3 Will and Work:. Day 4 Me lady:. Day 6 Human energy:. No, a daily friend. Day 8 Fellow Citizens:. For the happy shad...
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The Red-Winged Blackbird: The Mower
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Thursday, November 22, 2012. The mower stalled, twice; kneeling, I found. A hedgehog jammed up against the blades,. I had seen it before, and even fed it, once. Now I had mauled its unobtrusive world. Unmendably. Burial was no help:. Next morning I got up and it did not. The first day after a death, the new absence. Is always the same; we should be careful. Of each other, we should be kind. While there is still time. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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The Red-Winged Blackbird: December 2011
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Monday, December 26, 2011. Great religions are the. Every sane person I know has jumped. That is good for business. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Awesome Inc. template. Powered by Blogger.
