Tag Archives: Night

SAVOR THIS

Posted on January 29, 2019 by

Savor that taste. . . that breath. . . that cheering beam of light. . . there is no knowing beyond that. . . Some more may come, for you to see– but looms too the possibility that before or … Continue reading →

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THE SANDS OF TIME FLOW INTO WINTER

Posted on November 9, 2018 by

The hour glass allows the sands to run– it doesn’t ask what you might want. . . Right through the eight-shaped bulbs grains flow straight down, and curve into a rounded heap, be it in fog light flat or intermittent … Continue reading →

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EYE OPE TO EYE SHUT

Posted on October 27, 2018 by

From eye ope to eye shut, and eye shut to eye ope, the sun doth rise and cuts its arc the world round through varied kinds of skies, and then the stars, our sister worlds, and our bright smiling moon, … Continue reading →

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Yes, DO go gentle into. . .

Posted on October 21, 2018 by

YES!! Go! Yes, DO go gentle, gentle, into that good night. No, NO! Not THAT good night! THIS one here, this one now, this one that’s fallen, and whose calling is to let us from this day down to settle, … Continue reading →

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SATURDAY SINKING INTO SENTIENCE

Posted on August 25, 2018 by

Saturday. .. sinking into sentience, shrinking regret and petty penitence, to let heart flower in its way. . . remembering one’s deep importance, as, almost imperceptibly the August day before us glib and glorious dawns, waxes, wanes and shortens, awaiting … Continue reading →

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JUNE FIREWORKS SOUND

Posted on June 17, 2018 by

Fireworks sound warm fog air veils the stars. . . Modest the length of the near-solstice night, when measured in hours. . . Then, like Ben Franklin, the June sun is early to rise at its dawn, and then arcs … Continue reading →

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I AM A PEEP

Posted on May 30, 2018 by

I am a peep. I am a pipe. I am a megaphone. I make a sound that to distant lands resounds. I make a sight that starts small and faint but grows to tall and very bright. My presence shall … Continue reading →

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