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Category Archives: Other
Jim Bridger’s Lament
I can see it all very clearly: I am on my knees in a field of grain.
exit us
Then God’s Chosen People set out From “The Land of the Free” And “The Home of the Brave” And found themselves in the Wilderness of Sin. They set out on June 26, 2015.
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Ink Blots
Somewhere in a pearlescent pool hell an angel sports tats on its wings Surely there is encouragement in being desperately human
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Theodicy
/θiːˈɒdɪsi/—in its most common form, theodicy is the attempt to answer the question of why a good God permits the manifestation of evil. I hate my skin I hate every trillionth cell of it
The Immaculate
EXTERIOR ESTABLISHING SHOT DAY The back lawn of a rustic lodge In the distance, across an inlet Late-summer peaks bare of snow In the foreground A long emerald hedge Immaculately groomed
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For Jenn
The time just seemed to be right. The pull-rope brought the ladder down And I ascended through the trap door. That was some time ago now.
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Minority Report
There’s trouble down With the junior highs Buses full, curbed Teens watch as the vice Principal manhandles two boy Thugs bloodied By their barefisted Brawl off a wooded path Somewhere down Brummer’s
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Noctourne
In my dreams I wander high wastes Far from paths seldom trod
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After Siena
“We know nothing until we know everything.”
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After Rumi
If you knew my life You could not conceive Why I am happy
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