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If all my days were whiled

If all my days were whiled in hours of leisure, their content by mere whim alone fulfilled, perhaps I would not sense so keen a pleasure as I do when a moment seems to still into a whisper the world’s … Continue reading

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This is the oyster

This is the oyster; why seek for the pearl? There’s no escape plan for leaving this world in my religion: no hereafter gold, no burning embers, no cold of Sheol. This is the medicine; why seek a pill to flee … Continue reading

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Something I Can Feel

This bar’s got a jukebox; for a quarter, you can hear the latest big-time songs; there’s no need to book live entertainment if all you want is just to sing along. Yes, I’ll take requests, but not too many; don’t … Continue reading

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The voice you hear

The voice you hear is not my voice; lost in the sound of your own making, these words were new-forged long before the human throat began to hum, and then began to form the shapes of bringing-into-being charms. Before the … Continue reading

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Socrates

Each grain of sand that populates the endless span of shore seems to be some small answer, yet implies that there is more to knowing than to learn by rote some formulas or rules; and when compared to the wide … Continue reading

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What is the Secret Song?

What is secret song that the whole world hums underneath its breath, too soft to hear unless you sit in silence, in the dark and listen as intently as you can? And when you hear it once, why it is … Continue reading

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Stirring the Pot, Part 2

As if the little things were not enough: those trivialities that chafe and burn like tinder when it’s dried and raspy rough, that seem so insignificant you spurn the notion that beyond them is the truth. It’s just that they … Continue reading

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