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On Reading Poetry

How many poems are in the world? One, two, many. How many of them mean anything? One, two, none; they all mean everything. We exhale, expire, then inhale, inspire. We die our death, distant, dark, then work our words, wistful, … Continue reading

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River

The possibilities are, as they say, endless. We can fight, we can talk, we can live, we can die. Here, now, this chair restrains only a few paths. Books or bed or booze or something are all possibilities, pathways, parchways, … Continue reading

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Feral

Land without shadows, turned always to the sun; the light falls on full fields, rich grass , lively shores, but we find it insufficient, uninteresting, expandable. The isle is granted a new name, after the coney that thrive upon the … Continue reading

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On the Eighth Psalm

Psalm 8 has lately been of interest to me, for a variety of reasons. It is perhaps the best singular encounter of immanence and transcendence in scripture. It engages in a constant interplay of the greatness of God and his … Continue reading

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The Views of Love

We speak of love in many ways, but there are a few metaphors which are quite common, and they are usually passive. The primary active version, love as labor, is perhaps even more problematic. The Western poetic tradition has long … Continue reading

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Everyone

We all need to hear, that small secret, whispered – or shouted in our restless ear: “I want you about, I enjoy you around, I relish the time we have.” A breath of vibrant air, a touch of morning coffee, … Continue reading

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