Let’s go dancing through the minefield one more time or drift through a veil or two of consciousness. We don’t need to live to tell the tale. This tale will tell itself in a language without words or sounds or pictures. This tale will tell itself with light.
The air is cool but the sun feels nice Angels observe from a discreet distance But there is no way to hide benevolence Any more than I can hide my love The breeze is soft but insistent Rest, it says, but not too long Eventually I will have to move I will have to returnContinue reading “The Inevitable Sky”
“Germany’s Children Are Starving!” by Kathe Kollwitz, 1924 Feast and famine Binge and purge Celebrate and sacrifice What goes up Is going to come back down Somebody is going to pay the price Turning the world upside-down Let them have some freedom And when you turn your back They’ll turn the whole world upside downContinue reading “Feast and Famine”
I’ve always felt a kind of cloud Surrounded me on all sides but one I could always escape by going down I could shrink and hide inside myself Behind closed lips and eyelids I could concentrate on denial Hide shock with laughter and disgust with a smile I never knew where to put my fingersContinue reading “A Kind of Cloud”