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Tag Archives: futility
Some Sense of Meaning: ballade
The world is what it is, the pundits claim; and City Hall no pugilists defeat. No matter where you go, things stay the same; you either like your bourbon iced, or neat. A thing is in itself almost complete; just … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, ballade, daily poems, French verse forms, futility, human understanding, limitation, meaning, philosophy, poetic forms
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Only Dream: alcaics
I cannot seek for infinite solutions, spend endless hours harboring discussion, just lurking in some thoughtful quagmire, patiently awaiting final judgment. How vain to think such artifice delivers a useful purpose, meaningful salvation, the precious jewel for reason’s scepter dispensing … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, alcaics, answers, daily poems, futility, philosophy, poetic forms, truth
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Ode to Joy
Joy doesn’t “find” you; good fortune won’t light like bluebirds of happiness on your slumped shoulders. Joy doesn’t come up like flowers in a garden, some sudden epiphany before your eyes. Joy doesn’t “find” you; it happens, on purpose, the … Continue reading
Like Nothing
There’s no thing quite like Nothing; and so much of it around. It fills the nooks and crannies and absorbs the smallest sounds, obsessed with taking over and with being something more. It wants to be the ocean’s deep, the … Continue reading
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Tagged acceptance, existentialism, futility, illusion, Nothing, work
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The Dominant Species
It isn’t like I hate the human race (as if it were a contest to be won) or seek out disagreement in each face that dares to criticize or jest in fun at my idealistic, mad ideas: responsibility in the … Continue reading
Amerigeddon
There is no need to stop the clocks, nor try to dim the constant noise; let those who listen, soldier on, despite the sonic din’s abuse. There are no hidden codes to find, nor secret doors along the wall; let … Continue reading
A Toast to Anacreon
Come, pour me a glass of that wonderful stuff that once is begun is not ever enough; and under whose influence we learn to bluff, imagining ourselves immortal and tough. Come, pour me a round of ambrosial brew and join … Continue reading
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Tagged alcohol, anacreonics, daily poems, drinking, futility, NaPoWriMo, toasts
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