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Welcome to my blog!
There are hundreds of posts and pages here, with all kinds of material. This home page shows the latest posts, and they tend to come in waves. So if you should see lots of poetry posts in a row, or … Continue reading
Until a Person
Until a person Has surrendered fully To his own fallibility, And no longer supposes that “If I were wrong about this,I would know it,”— I don’t thinkHe’s ready yetTo considerThe things of this worldAs they truly ought to be considered.
The Light from the Stars
They say the light from the stars Takes a very long time to reach us, And I wonder at how It seems to be the same With the light of the ancient scriptures—So distant from us in timeAnd cultureAnd speechThat … Continue reading
Good Thing to Know
Fraught with error And delay And distraction As they may have been, I have spent these years Generally advancing Upon the conclusion that Our species is prone To clumsiness of mind, And is yet mostWondrously capable of rising Momentarily into … Continue reading
The Cheater Will Seize
The cheater will seize upon an ambiguityIn your evidence for a thing,And resolutely take the opposite view to yours,As if the matter weren’t reallyAmbiguous after all.
He Makes a Grand Mistake
He makes a grand mistakeWho counts his belief in a thingAmong the reasons thatThe thing should be believed.
Time to Get Dressed
When a man finally grows up,He realizes that he is naked.And then, it’sTime to get dressed.
Man Wouldn’t Even Know
Without outside help,Man wouldn’t even knowThat he was naked.
Ever the Richer
Modern man,Ever the richerIn technologyAnd convenience,Has yet foundNo way toAutomate eitherThe maturationOf his soulHis love forHis fellow man.