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  • Poem of solitary delight

    What a delight it is When, of a morning, I get up and go out To find in full bloom a flower That yesterday was not there. Tachibana Akemi (1812-1868) Read more

  • To the poet, philosopher, and saint…

    To the poet, to the philosopher, to the saint, all things are friendly and sacred, all events profitable, all days holy, all men divine. For the eye is fastened on life, and slights the circumstance. Every chemical substance, every plant, every animal in its growth, teaches the unity of cause, the variety of appearance. Ralph… Read more

  • What is love?

    Twenty-nine years ago today the law finally caught up with us after a decade on the lam. The commitment forged by my love for Nancy, and hers for me, became a legally binding one in the time-honored ceremony known as marriage. We made our declarations in front of our dear family and friends, and asked… Read more

  • I waited for the clouds

    I waited for the clouds to carry me away and wondered why they made so many unfulfillable promises until I remembered: I used to do that too Read more

  • I watched the forest from the sky

    I watched the forest from the sky It looked like pliant broccoli and made me think of sex like everything does Read more

  • I’ll treat you like an angel

    I’ll treat you like an angel because that’s what you are and always were to me No apology can condone my mortality Read more