Tag Archives: mythopoeia

Afternoon Post, May 29, 2015

I felt things then that I had never felt before and that no art or teaching had prepared me for. I was transfixed, and I ached in the way that, I would much later learn, unrequited lovers ache. Although I … Continue reading

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Mid-day Post, April 15, 2015

Chapter Five   He turned again onto the road that had brought him to the schoolhouse and when it was out of sight he ached for it and pondered on its nature; what it was about that simple scene that had … Continue reading

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Morning Post, April 15, 2015

Chapter Four (this post is a continuation of a story that I have written in segments on this blog.  if you have not read the other three “chapters” this post won’t make much sense.  you can dig the other chapters … Continue reading

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Midnight Post, April 6, 2015

Chapter Three It was late in the fall and he knew that soon he would be returning home from work in darkness and there would be no more evening walks in the woods.  And on this day he was energetic … Continue reading

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Afternoon Poem, March 7, 2015

ON THE RIVER:  A DREAM (Part V) I did not feel fear until night fell I had missed my landing, I knew The old man had given me clear directions But as I considered it now, it was clear that … Continue reading

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Mid-day Poem, March 5, 2015

ON THE RIVER: A DREAM (PART 3) My boat drifted on and I came to a long shoal Covered over by branches and vines And I entered this tunnel silently As one might enter a Sanctuary The flow of the … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, March 5, 2015

ON THE RIVER: A DREAM (Part 2) It was not long till I was around the first bend And I thought of the old man and his warnings If you could really call them warnings I wondered if he envied … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, August 18, 2014

Late Night   Sleepless at one-thirty I rise and open a window for a draught of real air. It is silent outside, I’ve outlasted even the crickets and cicadas. Street lamps, one near and one far make crosses of light … Continue reading

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The Characteristics of Modern Poets #12

The mystic, having once seen the truth, is patient and brave.  For him, there is no worship of counterfeit gold and no fear of counterfeit power.

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The Last Rose Of Summer

The people who first lived in this house were aristocrats. Even their women were college educated and this in a day when girls around here got married and that was it. I remember hearing my uncle talk about them. He … Continue reading

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