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And The Moon’s
She belongs to another Not to me If people even belong to each other anymore I belong to another too So I’m no one to talk The one I belong to is The best I’ve ever known What can be better than that? We all belong to eternity It is her decision (And the moon’s)… Read more
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Mother’s Day
“Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not. Your mother brings you into the world, carries you first in her body. What do we know about what she feels? But whatever she feels, it, at least, must be real. It must be.” James Joyce Read more
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Hard Lessons
Hard lessons fall with the vicious joy of an innocent child Like raindrops the size of my head Falling through a forest of razors Hard lessons fall from staggering heights Through the cold empty air Onto unprotected hearts Hard lessons come in the middle of the night In the middle of a meal In the… Read more
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Friday On My Mind
Written by Vanda & Young and performed brilliantly by their band The Easybeats, there’s something about Bowie’s version from his Pinups album that has creeps into my mind at the end of many work weeks. I’ll change that scene one day. Monday morning feels so badEverybody seems to nag meComing Tuesday I feel… Read more
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The Call of the Wild
Jack London is a writer best known for his stories of sled dogs during the Klondike Gold Rush. He writes with a unique and forcerful voice; so what if it’s a dog’s? One of the great sins in the theology of modern literary criticism, right up there with sentimentality, is anthropomorphism. I kind of like… Read more
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Dublin and New Orleans
This world is crowded with beauty that is scattered across its surface in uneven proportions, from mountaintops to deserts, from coral reefs to savannahs to jungles dripping with color, light, and life. The most beautiful place to me is my home: New York City, and I’m drawn to cities all over the globe. Two of… Read more
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