Category Archives: conversations

Conversation with a Preschooler

J: I had a dream that a alligator walked into the kitchen. Me: What did you do? J: Nothing I just sitted there in the chair. After a pause. J: It talkted too. Me: What did it say? J: I … Continue reading

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What We Are Dealing With in this Land of Delusion.

We are dealing, then, with an absurdity that is not a quirk or an accident, but is fundamental to our character as people. The split between what we think and what we do is profound. — Wendell Berry, The Unsettling of America: … Continue reading

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Historical Resource 1965

Absurdity in the face of overwhelming hypocrisy and paranoia

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April Poem #2

End of the Day   In the long evening of April through the cool light          Baille’s two sheep dogs sail down the lane like magpies for the flock a moment before he appears near the oaks … Continue reading

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Coffee Shop 7 am Last Day of January Just Before the Rain

People talk so much about the small bits of minutia as if the details of life matter. Tomorrow it will be another little thing to talk about. I feel like a tired old man when I talk like that, but … Continue reading

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Science, Silence and the Sound of Spirit

Two Poems by Jane Hirshfield   ON THE FIFTH DAY On the fifth day the scientists who studied the rivers were forbidden to speak or to study the rivers. The scientists who studied the air were told not to speak of … Continue reading

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Heaven Is A Traffic Jam On The 405

Originally posted on synthetic zerø:
I have been on the 405 many times at rush hour, and there where some days when the isolation and total lack of agency, except to inch the car forward at odd intervals, somehow relieved me of the need to … Continue reading

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