Category Archives: anthropology

Richard Wilbur: Love Calls Us to the Things of This World

Originally posted on Vox Populi:
The eyes open to a cry of pulleys, And spirited from sleep, the astounded soul Hangs for a moment bodiless and simple As false dawn. Outside the open window The morning air is all awash…

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2021 Graphic Journal #22: June 28- July 4

Exit Strategy #1: Excavation

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The Fool’s Journey #1: Note to a Traveler

You will come to a resting point in the road you travel and find that a multitude of possible pathways are available in all directions, but the one you travelled to arrive where you are will no longer exist. This … Continue reading

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How We Make Life Work with Each Other: 2 Quotes and 2 Prayers

We are building something immense together that, though invisible and immaterial, is a structure, one we reside within—or, rather, many overlapping structures…Though there are individual voices and people who got there first, these are collective projects that matter not when … Continue reading

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Each a Crowded Vessel Drifting Alone into the Unknown

“Whatever became of the moment when one first knew about death? There must have been one. A moment. In childhood. When it first occurred to you that you don’t go on forever. Must have been shattering. Stamped into one’s memory. … Continue reading

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