Category Archives: Other peoples words

A Quote, A Poem, and A Very Short Story

By believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it. The nonexistent is what we have not sufficiently desired. —Nikos Kazantzakis New Summer I stayed late to fix the gate on the first eve of summer I … Continue reading

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By the Way, We Are All Worm Food in the End. Just Sayin.

Lines Inscribed Upon a Cup Formed from a Skull by George Gordon Byron   Start not-nor deem my spirit fled: In me behold the only skull From which, unlike a living head, Whatever flows is never dull. I lived, I loved, … Continue reading

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Silent Speaking

I am in the middle of a quest to listen to or read 1000 different poets. Today I found Joaquin Zihuatanejo and this amazing silent and spoken poem. “A Poem for John”  

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Saying Yes to a Little Risk

Every Sunday afternoon I drive to laundromat to do my families weekly clothes washing and most Sunday’s as I drive there I listen to middle of a podcast called the Tobolowsky files which are stories that character actor Stephen Tobolowsky … Continue reading

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Five Days In January

January 7, 2012 I sit at my desk and read “The Pill versus the Springhill Mine Disaster” by Richard Brautigan, all at  once without a break, 102 poems, short easy to engage with like comfort food. I have read these … Continue reading

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