Category Archives: Poetry
The Violence of Speed
Take a moment to think about the projects, people, relationships, and strangers you hurt (on a daily basis) by moving too fast. Think of the moments and opportunities you’ve missed for the sake of getting to the next moment that you, by
The Violence of Speed
Take a moment to think about the projects, people, relationships, and strangers you hurt (on a daily basis) by moving too fast. Think of the moments and opportunities you’ve missed for the sake of getting to the next moment that you, by
For now, I matter.
Permanent: Forever always remain, stuck. One choice really, makes them all. But, what, is permanent? Life? No. Death? Not even that. What dies today becomes the breath; the physical and spiritual sustenance of tomorrow. Icebergs melt. Fires destroy forests. The
For now, I matter.
Permanent: Forever always remain, stuck. One choice really, makes them all. But, what, is permanent? Life? No. Death? Not even that. What dies today becomes the breath; the physical and spiritual sustenance of tomorrow. Icebergs melt. Fires destroy forests. The
Life Grows Ahead
Life grows even between the rocks. What’s dark ahead is illuminated by a quick backwards glance. Move with the wind at your back. Your future is within, yet beyond right now.
Life Grows Ahead
Life grows even between the rocks. What’s dark ahead is illuminated by a quick backwards glance. Move with the wind at your back. Your future is within, yet beyond right now.
To the Tomorrows
Could forever come tomorrow? I’ll do much better having already reached the end. To make peace with the tomorrows that will never come; To surrender the weight of the choices I’ll never get to make. It’s so hard otherwise to
To the Tomorrows
Could forever come tomorrow? I’ll do much better having already reached the end. To make peace with the tomorrows that will never come; To surrender the weight of the choices I’ll never get to make. It’s so hard otherwise to
The Issues of Identity
In Some Further Words, Wendell Berry wrestles with what it means to be human – who we are, where we come from, and how we live. He writes: I think the issues of “identity” mostly are poppycock. We are what we
The Issues of Identity
In Some Further Words, Wendell Berry wrestles with what it means to be human – who we are, where we come from, and how we live. He writes: I think the issues of “identity” mostly are poppycock. We are what we
Forget or Embed
After re-watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind last night (which, may I suggest, you do the same – it’s a Netflix instant stream and an emerging classic), I was reminded of the powerful appeal to forget. The name of the movie
Forget or Embed
After re-watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind last night (which, may I suggest, you do the same – it’s a Netflix instant stream and an emerging classic), I was reminded of the powerful appeal to forget. The name of the movie
Growing Up
Graduation / Evening He told us, with the years, you will come to love the world. And we sat there with our souls in our laps, and comforted them. -Dorothea Tanning Beyond what words can adequately describe or define, this poem makes me feel a
Growing Up
Graduation / Evening He told us, with the years, you will come to love the world. And we sat there with our souls in our laps, and comforted them. -Dorothea Tanning Beyond what words can adequately describe or define, this poem makes me feel a
Light + Dark
What is light’s relationship to darkness? A persistent ponder of mine, one that confronts me quite often from all sorts of different angles: “The darkness is not the absence of light, but the terror that comes from the blinding light.” -
Light + Dark
What is light’s relationship to darkness? A persistent ponder of mine, one that confronts me quite often from all sorts of different angles: “The darkness is not the absence of light, but the terror that comes from the blinding light.” -
Defend Nothing
“I dream of a quiet man who explains nothing and defends nothing, but only knows where the rarest wildflowers are blooming, and who goes, and finds that he is smiling not by his own will.” – Wendell Berry, Sabbath
Defend Nothing
“I dream of a quiet man who explains nothing and defends nothing, but only knows where the rarest wildflowers are blooming, and who goes, and finds that he is smiling not by his own will.” – Wendell Berry, Sabbath
In the between
“Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow.” -T.S. Eliot, The Hollow Man 15 words, 5 lines, the power and beauty of poetry. (This is only part of the much longer poem which
In the between
“Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow.” -T.S. Eliot, The Hollow Man 15 words, 5 lines, the power and beauty of poetry. (This is only part of the much longer poem which
