Monthly Archives: December 2020

The mirror

The mirror We honor so few generations of ancestors before us that it limits our imagination of the ones coming after us how distant the echoes we hear limits how long ours are heard :- Doug.

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Fulcrum generation

Future generations could look back on ours as a fulcrum. . . . :- Doug.

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Chilling storming gale

Who is your grandchild, grandchild of your spirit, the one who calls others to sing and dance, who calls others to stand with this one in the chilling storming gale? :- Doug.

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Nobody would miss me

An ancestor, nobody would miss me. :- Doug.

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A speculation of generations

A speculation of generations: I speculate that in 11 generations there will be people my age to wonder about people 11 generations further on. I speculate we can converse with these wonderers. A bee converses with a clover blossom, a … Continue reading

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bend its own arc

I refuse to accept that humanicity is this way, always has been, will never differ. I reject that thinking. Humanicity always has the capacity to change, to grow, to bend its own arc. :- Doug.

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Perhaps messengers instead

Why do we think we are the ones with a message to send, and not perhaps the messengers? :- Doug.

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Can we? I choose

I don’t know that we can or cannot converse over centuries. I choose. I try. :- Doug.

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Who is to carry?

Why do we think we alone, or even our species alone, need to carry our conversation? :- Doug.

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speculation or bending

Call it A Speculation of Grandchildren, or, Bending the Arc of Humanicity. :- Doug.

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Liking ambiguous

The last is also ambiguous, and I like that. Who is speculating, about what? Do the grandchildren speculate about us? :- Doug.

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Elusive generations

That seems to be in the nature of an exploration, something even less defined and more ethereal, perhaps sidereal. Wander, wend, sift, circumambulate, track. Follow the evidence of elusive generations. :- Doug.

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Speculation of grandchildren

A speculation of grandchildren :- Doug.

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Not only out of books

You are encouraged To read widely And not only out of books Then to write And not only :- Doug.

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Youth puts out to sea

Youth puts out to sea to make Age returns with his catch a skeleton Creation and forgetting Two parts, a singular mystery Human :- Doug.

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One per sentence

Say one thing per sentence. Here, strength. :- Doug.

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It could be worse

It could be worse Then I made this verse :- Doug.

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