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A Graduation Poem

Listen as you read: Onto a Vast Plain by Rainer Maria Rilke You are not surprised at the force of the storm— you have seen it growing. The trees flee. Their flight sets the boulevards streaming. And you know: he whom they flee is the one you move toward. All your senses sing him, as … Continue reading

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 habituated instinct, will arrive at only to rush through as well. Think of the violence … Continue reading

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 tallest buildings crumble. The mightiest of empires collapse. Hearts break and heal. Babies grow up. … Continue reading

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 choose to move to stay. We can only see life from behind, yet live forward … Continue reading

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 have done, which includes our promises, includes our hopes, but promises first. I know a … Continue reading

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 is based on a poem called Eloisa to Abelard. The lines go: How happy is … Continue reading

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 lot of the same things that this week’s episode of GIRLS did. (If you don’t … Continue reading

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.” – Jacob Boehme “The darkness and the light are both alike” -Psalm 139:12 “We travelers, walking to … Continue reading

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 Poems 1999, II When was the last time you unwillingly found yourself smiling? Spend more … Continue reading

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