Monthly Archives: January 2021
Write! Your responsibility
Write! It’s your responsibility To ancestors :- Doug.
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No right to withhold
I have no right to withhold my poetry from whatever grandchildren there might be :- Doug.
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Triggering’s the thing
I will want to hear this interview a second time, perhaps to make notes of things triggering. Triggering: that’s a thing for the grandchildren! :- Doug.
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Circulation no single direction
He is skill building. Well, so am I, but I do not know what to call it. It is about reaching out and throwing something into the river for the grandchildren. Some of the river evaporates and the wind brings … Continue reading
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Toss your voice
Toss your voice into the flow of generations. This is the conversation we seek—a stream of gifts. :- Doug.
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Does a playwright have power?
Does a playwright have power? Does any individual have power? Does any individual lack all power? :- Doug.
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Unfasten great hopes
We fasten great hopes on the next generation and are often disappointed; perhaps we could unfasten, perhaps we could extend our ambit. :- Doug.
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Security to do lasting
Our society has provided us Social Security. We might, if we consider, find now encouragement to do things lasting. :- Doug.
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Weight of a smile
No production, please. Let the world turn without you today. Bending the arc perhaps, or just adding the weight of a smile to it. :- Doug.
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Trees turned over and dipped
Outside my window: beauty. All the tree, right down to the smallest twiglet, encased in clear silver. All the trees turned over and dipped in liquid instantly drying to crystal, then planted back but maybe not where they were. A … Continue reading
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I do not have the way
I do not have the way nor can there be invite face stir :- Doug.
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I turn my face
To the generations I turn my face a flower :- Doug.
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With faces turned toward you
With faces turned toward you welcoming beckoning informing promising just this stability in the human instability :- Doug.
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Maybe just move
Moving liminally. Rather than asking how maybe just move. Moving stirs. Stirring might stir blood. Will the 11th generation even have blood? I think it probably will: machines do not grow new machines; cyborgs do not grow new artificial body … Continue reading
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Women original
We are to call forth women and men original. :- Doug.
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Liminal actor?
Am I to be liminal actor twixt this world and that generation? What distinguishes—or calls together for meeting—a world and a people? :- Doug.
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Who erected the frontier?
Who erected the frontier between the generations but we constructors of time? Can this stream by them be forded? bridged? skirted? :- Doug.
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