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Daily Archives: December 19, 2002
Midwinter’s Night
The eve of the Yule holidays, the winter solstice, and a full moon tonight to boot (the Oak moon, if you gather that type of information). This evening I am thinking about the presence and absence of light in the … Continue reading
The Price of Freedom
That sad September in Two Thousand One when from our eyes a veil of sleep was torn, we in this land of truth and freedom born were drawn to battle; now, it seems they’ve won. For that day gave free … Continue reading
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Tagged 9/11, daily poems, Emma Lazarus, intolerance, politics, The New Colossus
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Entropy
The walls may rot, collapse, be crushed or fall, but new dimensions are formed at each fold; while these temporal illusions may pall, our grasp will always far exceed our hold. Brick and bone and flesh may turn to dust, … Continue reading
Don Quixote
In the shadow realm of the practical, a foolish notion often seems so grand: and every errant knight that takes a stand against the wind, not so intractable that their quest for simple truth comes to nil, believes in the … Continue reading