I have been stirring things up lately (although I have a history of doing that) here in Phoenix, primarily concerning poetry. I’ve been telling St. John’s College graduates outrageous things like Plato was a poet, and poetry is better than philosophy, and mostly ranting about Beauty in general. But it reminded me of something that […]
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There are more things that are dreamt of
10
Oct 2011
Category: ee cummings, It Is What It Is, joyfulness, Metro, Poetry, Senate, Washington D.C.
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I wake this morning. nose is runny. it’s early, and more early than I remember waking yesterday. everything is on hold until I finish something. mind is clearer in the morning. I get more work done. wake up because there is work to do. wake up because it is time to be a man. contact […]
Category: It Is What It Is
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Groundhog Weekend – Friday [music/mall]
15
Aug 2011
Draughts in the afternoon and winning leisurely pleasures of the like can not but bring the thoughts often deep pulsating, pervasive. How can I praise her, how can she be praised? I dare not disturb the tranquility of the afternoon’s pleasure. There are more fish in the sea! Why this one or the one before […]
Category: It Is What It Is, Poetic Thoughts, Senior Year, ST
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