Category Archives: Poetry

The whisper of the ages Hear Why work with those generations ahead? Because they are there. Because we need one another. Because it is worth imagining how we could change humanity. :- Doug.

Where ages touch A gnarly vine Carries juicy life :- Doug.

The human mind is a most dangerous thing. Steeped over 300 years, a most dangerous thing. :- Doug.

Neither grandchildren nor improving the human race neither conversation nor meeting nor ancestors none of these may be the main event best open to comes up serve here serve here :- Doug.

Go ahead the ancestors know :- Doug.

I need I need to work intensively upon this untold sacred project called ancestor-y autumn’s leaf upon this stream has fallen The leaf is of many colors, has a journey yet to round out, and is becoming but is not … Continue reading →

Practice Compassion for Community with The generations :- Doug.

touching the generations in ways they welcome the whole stream generations will prosper :- Doug.

Interview the woods, the stream, the pond I will learn of you And you may tell the great grandchildren :- Doug.

Wheels within wheels ancestors within ancestors within grandchildren—all! :- Doug.

I am thinking the future. My products will at first be poetry and conversation. :- Doug.

We don’t have to get there in one hop (But quantum-ly who knows?) :- Doug.