the visitors come to the national gardens and they are in awe of the order and beauty and they chatter about the curiosities and the…
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Comments closedChuang Tzu has a dream and when awake he asks himself if, perhaps, this is the dream was it Chuang Tzu who dreamt of the…
Comments closeddear moon there is you and me and the sky and the earth I sit on; there is the air and the darkness and the…
Comments closedwhen I come back from walks or if people see me by the river or if a couple I know walk past me they hand…
Comments closedthe street-theater actor is at the curtained back of the stage that stands on stilts; the actor sits on an antique chair (that doubles often…
Comments closedthere are people who use two words; they use them often and loudly and gently and with ferocity they use the two words with belief…
Comments closedlet’s not pretend cheat oneself cheat others that a few words (or a profusion) put together in strange unprosaic ways becomes poetry that is the…
Comments closedwe love words and unwilling to exert, to see for ourselves we grasp at revelations, at what others can tell us; and we suckle at…
Comments closedyou are gone; you are not here anymore and though there are signs, like mollusk shells on mountaintops that hint of life once upon an…
Comments closedthe tree that stands outside my study is like my third child; the lilly-pilly was but a sapling two years ago and now it stands…
Comments closedmy greatest moment today was when I just stood beside the tree and put my hand against it and looked at the distant clouds and…
Comments closedchange is about, as it always has been the trees at the end of the street were cut down and now a road runs through;…
Comments closedmy story will wander far and wide (as I myself do in my later life) in strange lands and strange tongues though strangeness never surprises…
Comments closedagain and again we copy and imitate and crave to be shaped or we create ideas and cherished notions and we cling to traditions and…
Comments closedlovers of words we build dungeons; lovers of words we forge our own chains; lovers of ideas we inhale illusions: the mind confronts the world…
Comments closedbadgered into taking an IQ test by one of these highly intelligent inescapable IQ popups highly evolved too (as indicated by its accompanying bright lights…
Comments closedsunlight that fades vast over the horizon like a spread of jam and marmalade; sunlight that fades gentle on the skin and kissing my eyes;…
Comments closedbe an adorable child the sort old women go ga-ga about; and old men say: oh, such sweetness! the child’s cheeks are like red apples…
Comments closedcountless generations of bards and preachers and poets and sages and honorable and revered members of our respectable societies countless such generations have spoken and…
Comments closedtwittering is fun: you’re not going to tweak me at it
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