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Thursday, August 3, 2006

The Very Best Poem I've ever read...

September 1, 1939 by W. H. Auden I sit in one of the dives On Fifty-second Street Uncertain and afraid As the clever hopes expire Of a low dishonest decade: Waves of anger and fear Circulate over the bright And darkened lands of the earth, Obsessing our private lives; The unmentionable odour of death Offends the September night. Accurate scholarship can Unearth the whole offence From Luther until now That has driven a culture mad, Find what occurred at Linz, What huge imago made A psychopathic... Sign in to see full entry.

Visual Aids for Meditation

Do you remember the river photos I posted last winter, of the wild, muddy, flooding waters? Well, this is how they look in July... Here are my favorite shots from a couple of days ago. I hope they help cool you off, everyone in the parts of the world currently on slow-roast. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

The moment itself... more photos of yesterday's dawn

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photo links: yesterday's dawn sky clouds and rainbow

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Have you ever seen a rainbow at dawn?

Until yesterday, I never had. But I woke up, after a restless night, just in time to see a pink sky outside... I threw on clothes, grabbed the camera and headed out the door. At the nearby airport, I parked the car and spent half an hour capturing the sky. It was full of clouds of a peculiar nature, and they ranged from orange to every shade and tone of pink. The sun itself was about 15 minutes from coming over the the horizon, and Mt Rainier was a ghost, backlit with fire. And in the sky behind... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Echoing out of school-days, adolescents reveling in

the power of their own clique and defensiveness... We Might Have Been Friends Who told you who I was? Who cast the shadow of their own bitterness across the vision of your honest eyes? Who was it that suggested hurting me with your disdain was the proper thing to put me in my place? Who was it, made you feel so small that to feel big at all and safe you must diminish me? Does concensus of like-persuaded views convert delusion into truth? Does being wrong together make the wrong a right? How do... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

How do you recognize when something is REAL?

All the words, all the images and books and models and paradigms, all the discussions and experiments and efforts-- they are all beside the point, though they seem to be necessary to our finding and realizing what we are looking for! Here and now, for a while, we need them-- but like the philosopher tossing away the cup, there comes a moment when we recognize how little we need them, to hold the truth in our hands! Science is finally making it easier for us skeptics and seekers who are not... Sign in to see full entry.

This is the version I'm submitting to the contest

LONG ISLAND SUMMERS I’d go back for just a moment, perhaps as long as one day and a night, enough, I think, to relish what I loved about Long Island summers: Scents of ragweed, seared grasses, almost-too-sweet roses in the heavy summer air… Glittering waters, hot, hot sand and tiny shells hiding in the drying seaweed margin of the tide… Early mornings sun rising like a rose, soft-lit hazy cool ’til nearly 10… And thunderstorms some afternoons that bruise the air and break the back of humid... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 17, 2006

There can be only one-- Help me choose...!

I have to choose one of the two poems just below here to enter into a contest. I have until the end of the week to decide... Which, do you think? Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

Part of me remembers summers that seemed forever long...

CALIFORNIA SUMMER Summer heat-- sweet relief in darkened hall beneath the fan, the rumbling wind, the storm that blew the cool all through the house… I’d catch a chill and die, they claimed. Disbelieving, driven out to play, I’d wait another chance… Summer feet-- freed from socks and keds not always sufficently aware of bees among the clovers growing green in golden lawn… Dancing barefoot over dark macadam streets all afternoon but in the dusk relishing warm sidewalks before I had to go to bed... Sign in to see full entry.

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