Close the Book: haiku
I follow no book;
I recognize no guru.
Truth is not written.
Some may point the way;
others show by example.
There is no method.
There is right and wrong;
either can build or destroy.
Both sides are losers.
Tag: teaching
10 posts
Don’t Preach Me
Don’t preach me religion like there’s something you can prove; being good at treading water doesn’t mean you can move. Don’t preach me politics from the safety of the status quo; saying that you understand doesn’t mean that you know. Don’t preach me civic pride like I don’t know much history; acting like the bigger…
The Failure of American Public Schools
The failure of the American public school system is that while we have emphasized the importance of those skills that “get things done” or that provide our children with the technological tool set to “compete” on a global scale, we have neglected to teach them the reasons WHY one should avail themselves of that technology.…
Confucious
The words that rend my soul’s speech are my own; they are not borrowed from another’s lines. From someone else’s field, of their seeds sown, come not the fruits due me at harvest time. To posit otherwise is to admit my life only an actor’s walk-on role, with no responsibility or wit of my own…
Stop all the clocks
Stop all the clocks! The hours must halt their slow and steady marching on; let all lay fallow in default until this fickle mood is gone. Stop all the movement of the sun and stars against a sombre sky; let fall in finish what’s begun until this darkened thought goes by. Stop wishing, stop your…
Between Something Worth Saying and a Voice to Say It With
One of the biggest personal challenges I face as a poet is striking a balance between form and function, or between pose and purpose. What I mean by this is that as an artist progresses in their technical ability, in their experience with the creative process, and in the journey of self-discovery that ultimately results…
A Tale of Two Saints
Two saints of diametric views one rainy Sunday morn, did choose to spend some time in long debate on gods and men and life and fate; each sought to prove his deity more just and great (such vanity) imagining the sad world pined for their opinions, wrought sublime. While neither knew the other’s gods (or…