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Found Lost

We recall fondly. We recollect. The good old days in which we titled windmills redolently and rode clanging dusty boxcars across the glaring horizontal spread of america. What a lay we said hitching up our pants sticking our peckers into … Continue reading

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Through the Dreaming

Born from the long forgotten the golems drift in the company of echoes. Half lit unremembered near to beingness you can hear the golems muttering inaudibly. Their mouths stuffed with wombs dreaming gumming up their enunciation. The words don’t come. … Continue reading

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Heart Country

“Imagination certainly is an entertaining thing to have—and it is great to be a fool.” – Georgia O’ Keefe She, in painting the bones and the blue while distilling, in tenderest strokes, the interior lives and longing of flowers, applied … Continue reading

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Last Dance

Forever had plans, to waltz in a white ballroom– Somewhere, a wrong turn.   (Artwork by Linda Stojak)

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Neighborhood

Footfalls echoing upon cold, comforting stone– the scent of warm bread.   (Artwork by Maurice Utrillo)

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Worn to Marvel

The old cobbler left behind a pair of shoes– fame became their lot.   (Artwork by Vincent Van Gogh)

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What Comes to Pass

Agony, a skinned aesthetic drawn from the ash and resin of martyrs cast to perish and runes.   (Artwork by Guy Denning, inspired by the 1928 film, The Passion of Joan of Arc)

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Solar Passive

As if luring us to become one with the sun– Melting optional.   (Artwork by Edvard Munch)

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Seer

Borges, the blind seer, man of many labyrinths, at dawn’s edge, a flare.

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Jackson Pollock

Out of silence, and lidded smolder, arose a localized storm. You could say it was a balletic squall forecasting its own tyrant reign and fall, a fate designed to galvanize and then blackout not so gently into that goodnight exit … Continue reading

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