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The Art of Reading… Or Beginning To Read

I sit here surrounded by a large pile of books. Some of them I have already begun to read, some I have not ventured through beyond the cover. Some I want to read for joy, some for knowledge, some for … Continue reading

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Waters Flow Where Waters Will

There is a fountain That flows and flows And never lets up And often you will find A blue toad sitting On its rim, Its tadpoles taking a swim As the cool ridges of water Fold over and over again. … Continue reading

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Champagne-colored Lies

“Serve me A glass of champagne Please, Madam. Alongside brioche and toast.”   I do not care for green eggs and ham, But a sober brunch I hate the most.   I smile at my date, Dressed in a fine … Continue reading

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Today on Diction’s Grounds

  Today is a day to write. To right the world with writing. To sit for a moment and let your inklings Cycle in and out, in breaths of meditation. To listen through each space and line For a voice … Continue reading

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Poetry And Madness: A Complex Relationship

Perhaps I am going Insane. . The longer I course Inspiration’s strong current, The deeper into my own head, With neither map nor light, I fall. . Down! Down! “How about we head this way?” My self suggests, And the … Continue reading

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There Is No Comrade Like A Song

There is no comrade like a song to transcend barriers, your own sentiment to feel and be its courier.   This good friend speaks all languages with a gentle, smooth tongue; How good it is in loneliness to hear your … Continue reading

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