Monthly Archives: September 2020
to-bleed-for work
There is work we need to undertake—difficult to-bleed-for work—like to help along the conversation about reparations, or to help along the conversation about life after our current divisions. :- Doug.
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What is the business of fog?
What is the business of fog? Of clouds? Of rocks? Of me? Of my ancestoring? :- Doug.
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A way to test:
A way to test: Does it diminish us or grow us? :- Doug.
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Break your past?
What if your future were a break with your past? :- Doug.
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sensitivities for colors
A child’s narrow perspective an adult’s as wide as life has been in greying years do we gain broader still sensitivities for colors, fragrances, movements of possibilities in living? :- Doug.
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Better than a journal
A poem has an advantage over a journal in that it is a making, a working crucible where you keep up the fire and the intensity till you have the thing almost right. Then it comes out looking like it … Continue reading
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For people who may come along
For people who may come along some day, what do you think of them? What if anything do you want them to think: of your thoughts; of what you started; of this age; for thinking’s sake; for humanity’s sake? :- … Continue reading
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Voyager of mystery
Your poem can be time machine Your poem a voyager of mystery :- Doug.
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wide as stars shine
I want to get better with my poetry and writing, which is to say, to reach deep inside people of the generations and draw them out as wide as stars shine. :- Doug.
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I release multitudes
I am circling around something akin to unfolding humanicity. I release multitudes, throngs, crowds. :- Doug.
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Writing to myself
I’m writing to myself for the grandchildren :- Doug.
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naked and alone
naked and alone an idea is such a weak thing :- Doug.
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Rise to expectations
People rise to expectations Prime among them you :- Doug.
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For people who don’t
Roads are for people who don’t want to be where they are There goes another dissatisfied customer :- Doug.
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