Tag Archives: freedom

Freedom of Speech

Posted on April 15, 2013 by John

Americans talk loud and often of their right to speak: a pillar of democracy that gives voice to the weak as well as strong, in equal shares, so each may truly taste of freedom’s sweet, delicious fruit and none will … Continue reading →

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Stale Yellow

Posted on February 22, 2007 by John

This morning my country’s on orange alert; or maybe stale yellow, if you feel perverse: the color of bullies, who’re cowards, in fact, who put down in others convictions they lack. The war is on terror, they’ll loudly proclaim; but … Continue reading →

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Wide Open Road

Posted on March 3, 2006 by John

For some reason, I’m in a shit-kicking mood today. All my ducks are in a row, and I’m feeling my oats. Could be because it’s a beautiful warm spring day with a slight breeze and plenty of sunshine. Could be … Continue reading →

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Yesterday’s Angels

Posted on October 19, 2005 by John

Baby’s got a hole in her shoe Tells me she’s not sure what to do All her watercolors have turned to blue Said she wanted a choice, but now there’s nothing left to choose Tells me that her well’s about … Continue reading →

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From The Trial of Nesorna

Posted on June 18, 2005 by John

CHORUS: If far too often fate seems to be fixed and all for nought, pray you remember this: of our own choosing are these states of life, both law and ruler from among us rise. ‘Tis in our hands, that … Continue reading →

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Let Words Escape

Posted on April 25, 2005 by John

Rescind your tortured sentences; let words escape like AWOL soldiers past the fence, like sullen rocks that would grow wings like birds and fly out into fresh experience. Rethink your injured poems; let each line cascade in a cacophony of … Continue reading →

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That Subtlety Escapes Me

Posted on March 1, 2005 by John

Philosophically, I’ve walked the wrong side of the tracks for quite some time; and in a chasm that’s grown bigger I have passed ridiculous into sublime. But the fundamental differences between us haven’t really crossed my mind: you on one … Continue reading →

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