How Is Your Heart? ~ Charles Bukowski during my worst times on the park benches in the jails or living with whores I always had this certain contentment- I wouldn’t call it happiness- it was more of an inner balance that settled for whatever was occuring and it helped in the factories and when relationships […]
Song of the Shattering Vessels ~ Peter Cole Either the world is coming together or else the world is falling apart— here—now—along these letters, against the walls of every heart. Today, tomorrow, within its weather, the end or beginning’s about to start— the world impossibly coming together or very possibly falling apart. Now the lovers’ […]
Field Notes ~ Devon Balwit Where is my David Attenborough, tracking me in my habitat, ennobling my idiosyncrasies in his mellifluous voice?
tell our daughters ~ besmilr brigham each is beautiful a woman’s life makes it (that awareness) through her touch descendants of strict age set against vanity not secure in loveliness a girl is born like a little bird opening its wing she lifts her face in a down of feathers a rose, opens its leaves […]
In Blackwater Woods ~Mary Oliver Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light, are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment, the long tapers of cattails are bursting and floating away over the blue shoulders of the ponds, and every pond, no matter what its name is, is nameless […]
