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He Writes and Other Things. Newer posts →. April 20, 2015. Three boats gone ashore on gravel wasteland. Two ripped into kindling and slabs of ruin. Bones and other detritus pile around this. Innocent pyre unlit and each monsoon. The crunch of sand under the hull warns me to leap. I pull boat over tide level as first raindrops. Coat my shoulders with the first goat-skin cape. My ancestors trailed behind them when on the plinth. And over his people. Each new total moon rise comes the roar from kivs. Like t...
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December | 2014 | He Writes and Other Things.
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He Writes and Other Things. Monthly Archives: December 2014. December 30, 2014. So much fun music this year. Some quirky. Others highly relaxing. Still others vitally important for us all to hear. Without saying much more, here are my top then. I also have some honorables I liked… and also a few more that are the second tier of honorable. You should still check them out. 1 Spoon: “They Want My Soul”. 2 Rodrigo Amarante: “Cavalo”. 3 Run the Jewels: “Run the Jewels 2”. 5 TV on the Radio: “Seeds”. As great ...
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He Writes and Other Things. April 30, 2015. I watch parades on the sidelines, people walking with rainbow-painted faces, raising banners, drumlines and bagpipes, endless drone of some centuries-old dirge smothered by radio screaming pop songs, the age range of child holding candy to grandmother walking poodle and an American flag on her wide-brimmed hat, sunglasses required, whistles to let people by, cars waiting patiently for the throng to pass. April 29, 2015. Feet slamming on concrete. Shapes a narra...
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He Writes and Other Things. Monthly Archives: May 2014. May 13, 2014. Someone on my news feed shared the story below. With all the vanity plates allowed by the BMV, to see all of these rejected ones just gives me pause. Also gives me some chuckles. Rejected Plates since 2013! So they’ve rejected 225 vanity plates over the past YEAR. I can’t even. He Drank She Drank. Kurdish Cuisine by Delal. The Path to October. More good news: #Cavs. Are now 5-0. #DefendtheLand. RT @ ryan delgado.
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Poem #21 | He Writes and Other Things.
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He Writes and Other Things. Poem #22 →. April 21, 2015. Open the door a crack and allow the gusts to pin. Against the wall each moment that lets me. Push ceilings and step down onto mud. To create shapes, bowls the ceramics student. Each revolution a day or two, time cut. With machete or similar knife. The thing I wield with one hand only. And cut in half each pillar of virtue. Paid for by weather fronts blasted by. Casing arms punching through. Every evening burning yellows and blues. Poem #22 →. Well, ...
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February | 2015 | He Writes and Other Things.
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He Writes and Other Things. Monthly Archives: February 2015. February 28, 2015. The Natural and Future of Philosophy. 8212; by Michael Dummet. 8220;We often look back upon some choice we have made at some stage in our lives, and wonder how things would have gone if we had made a different choice. But there need be no answer to this question; there may be no one conditional statement that gives the true answer.” (p. 132). More Quotes from Camus’s work:. February 28, 2015. 8220;The historical spirit and th...
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Poem #29 | He Writes and Other Things.
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He Writes and Other Things. Poem #30 →. April 29, 2015. Feet slamming on concrete. Once was brick formed by molds. Each step has its own shape. Each emotion a hue. Each life forged with patience. Ready to create fire. From nothing for someone. Heart will glow after chants. Shapes a narrative path. Breathe in and step to beats. Keep on the patterned hum. Of tires on brick, old school. We return to walking. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public). Poem #30 →.
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He Writes and Other Things. Poem #25 →. April 24, 2015. There is something to be said for fake flowers. That stand and reach tall in my thin glass vase. No water needed to keep death at bay. For another extra week / No withered. Petals that release the fumes of decay. Or discoloration of water or. Leaves / Only bright and unnatural hues. And the texture of paper not fine silk. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Poem #25 →.
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He Writes and Other Things. April 30, 2015. I watch parades on the sidelines, people walking with rainbow-painted faces, raising banners, drumlines and bagpipes, endless drone of some centuries-old dirge smothered by radio screaming pop songs, the age range of child holding candy to grandmother walking poodle and an American flag on her wide-brimmed hat, sunglasses required, whistles to let people by, cars waiting patiently for the throng to pass. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
