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April 22, 2017
The Raven’s Perch has accepted 2 more of my poems
The Raven’s Perch has accepted 2 more of my poems: “Authority of Stars” and “Desolation Thesaurus.” Thank you Raven’s Perch.
April 14, 2017
Dual Coast Magazine will publish my poem “The Exile Before His Desk” online and in its magazine
Dual Coast Magazine will publish my poem “The Exile Before His Desk” online and in its magazine
April 10, 2017
Three Line Poetry has accepted another of my poems for future publication.
Three Line Poetry has accepted another of my poems for future publication.
The Fredericksburg Literary and Art Review will publish my poem “Praying Water” in their next issue.
The Fredericksburg Literary and Art Review will publish my poem “Praying Water” in their next issue.
April 7, 2017
Unity
“When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.
John Muir
April 3, 2017
From “The Knapsack Notebook” by Matsuo Basho, Stephen Addiss, Sam Hamill
“Nothing’s worth noting that is not seen with fresh eyes.”
WITHIN THIS TEMPORAL BODY composed of a hundred bones and nine holes there resides a spirit which, for lack of an adequate name, I think of as windblown. Like delicate drapery, it may be torn away and blown off by the least breeze. It brought me to writing poetry many years ago, initially for its own gratification, but eventually as a way of life. True, frustration and rejection were almost enough to bring this spirit to silence, and sometimes pride brought it to the brink of vanity. From the writing of the very first line, it has found no contentment as it was torn by one doubt after another. This windblown spirit considered the security of court life at one point; at another, it considered risking a display of its ignorance by becoming a scholar. But its passion for poetry would not permit either. Since it knows no other way than the way of poetry, it has clung to it tenaciously.
A great Russian voice is stilled
A great Russian voice is stilled, Farewell Yevgeny Yevtushenko.
April 2, 2017
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home. Basho
The moon and sun are eternal travelers. Even the years wander on. A lifetime adrift in a boat or in old age leading a tired horse into the years, every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home. Basho
Inspiration
Whatever inspiration is, it’s born from a continuous ‘I don’t know.’Wislawa Szymborska
Dreaming
When old dreams die, new ones come to take their place. God pity a one-dream man.Robert Goddard
