Category Archives: delusions of progress

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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European History #5

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European History #1

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Last night I dreamed Roy Rogers died…

Originally posted on The First Gates:
Roy Rogers was my first boyhood hero. For a time, around the age of three or four, I refused to answer to “Morgan,” insisting that my parents call me Roy. Me as Roy, probably…

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In Spite of All the Hounds in Hell

there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock. people so tired mutilated either by love or no love. people just are not good to … Continue reading →

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