Tag Archives: Mindworks

Poems from Preschool World

Posted on January 10, 2008 by randomyriad

The Dream Artist as a Preschool Teacher There is a place Where a line of tall eucalyptus trees Stand in twilight. A path runs along beside them. Somewhere near is a park with a wooden game Where you put a … Continue reading →

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Three Poems From My Natural Science Period

Posted on January 9, 2008 by randomyriad

Twenty Years Ago In the heavy forest, My skin bordered the sky, Played with it, Wings probing, Noticing, Eyes turned on themselves. In between I was unprepared, Whirled from almost every year Back to that object of finding gaze And … Continue reading →

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This Year Has Got to be Better. Right?

Posted on January 3, 2008 by randomyriad

I keep trying to write a post about last year and last week, but I am in a weirdly negative place right now. I was feeling pretty good about the last year until I really took a good look at … Continue reading →

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Resolving Not To Resolve

Posted on January 1, 2008 by randomyriad

This year I am resolved not to make any resolutions. OK maybe one resolution: To take stock daily of the present situation and release the past to its proper place. I will continue to grope through my life making changes … Continue reading →

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It Does Not Matter Where You Look

Posted on December 30, 2007 by randomyriad

A big blue bend in an endless sky, A yellow fire clinging deep in a dry well, It is all the same. A cloud of stars, Grains of rice in a black bowl, Simple.

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