Category Archives: whereever you go there you are

2021 Graphic Journal #21: June 14-27

ADVANCED ENTRY: navigating familiar environments in extraordinary circumstances

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The End of the Trail: in which I arrive at a prairie and another trail

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Fool’s Journey #3: Wherever You Are, There Is Another Door.

Smoke Smoke’s way’s a good way– find, or be rebuffed and gone: a day and a day, the whole world home. – Smoke? Into the mountains I guess a long time ago. Once here, yes, everywhere. Say anything? No. – … Continue reading

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The Fool’s Journey #1: Note to a Traveler

You will come to a resting point in the road you travel and find that a multitude of possible pathways are available in all directions, but the one you travelled to arrive where you are will no longer exist. This … Continue reading

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2 Wild Poems

SOMETIMESby David Whyte Sometimesif you move carefullythrough the forest,breathinglike the onesin the old stories,who could crossa shimmering bed of leaveswithout a sound,you come to a placewhose only taskis to trouble youwith tinybut frightening requests,conceived out of nowherebut in this placebeginning … Continue reading

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