Category Archives: mindworks

Beginning a New Year: Three Dreams and A Poem

Posted on March 26, 2012 by randomyriad

  1/2/2012 Part I Dream Conversation: “Someone who was really good with candles,” the round headed man said trying to convince me that he had no agenda. Sly sideways glances told me he was after something he didn’t want me … Continue reading →

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Five Poems from December

Posted on March 10, 2012 by randomyriad

Four Dream Poems Causal Apparel A pair of faded green slacks with a Dark streak down the side of one leg, in the pockets, pencils, many keys, and buttons Useful in getting things started.   Hospital Information Her voice clears … Continue reading →

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Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror

Posted on February 26, 2012 by randomyriad

Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror by Parmigianino John Ashbery studied this picture and wrote his thoughts into a poetic meditation on art and life as an explorer of human experience in the the world. The poem is easily as fascinating … Continue reading →

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They Will Rock Us to Sleep in Their Cold Arms and Eat Our Brains for Breakfast.

Posted on February 17, 2012 by randomyriad

Why are there so many movies and stories about vampires and zombies in the last twenty or thirty years? As if people have lost their faith in an afterlife except for some corporeal form, but don’t want to struggle with … Continue reading →

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January Sky

Posted on February 13, 2012 by randomyriad

Writing at my desk, I turn my head and see clouds through windows,  piling and stretching, coalescing, unlike the hard edges of human symbols rigid traps for thoughts sent from one isolated mind to others. Clouds roam the January sky … Continue reading →

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