Category Archives: thinking in words

Leave a Little Window Open: a Breeze Will Wake You.

Posted on November 12, 2017 by randomyriad

“Every morning, even before I open my eyes, I know I am in my bedroom and my bed. But if I go to sleep after lunch in the room where I work, sometimes I wake up with a feeling of … Continue reading →

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A Collage Poem of Random Pieces

Posted on October 30, 2017 by randomyriad

…we’re riddled with pointless talk, insane quantities of words and images. Stupidity’s never blind or mute. So it’s not a problem of getting people to express themselves but of providing little gaps of solitude and silence in which they might eventually find … Continue reading →

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Missing Space

Posted on June 22, 2017 by randomyriad

  Just off the highway the wall of the corrugated mini-mart held artifacts of the just before now, perfectly preserved and operational, A few miles later driving through the park  her childhood summer was  lost in a tangle of bramble and … Continue reading →

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Video: Martín Espada reads “Imagine the Angels of Bread”

Posted on April 29, 2017 by randomyriad

Maybe not this year, but sometime soon. Let’s make it so. Or as close to this as possible.

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The Universe is a Messy Place to Play . . .

Posted on March 26, 2017 by randomyriad

“The crisis consists precisely in the fact that the old is dying and the new cannot be born; in this interregnum morbid phenomena of the most varied kind come to pass.” Prison Notebooks, Antonio Gramsci Art by and Photo credit: … Continue reading →

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