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Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Two Queens
“I want his head”
said the one queen
“I want his peace”
said the other queen
the one queen was the main queen
the other queen was the worse queen
a sort of balance—perhaps
but the main queen feared the other queen
and made things nearly intolerable
the one with the head and the peace used light
to lighten and enlighten the halls and caverns
the queens would dine and create multi-layered wounds
sent forth on the backs of slaves; delivered with recordings of their collective cackle
electric and blue with corrupted justice and sharpened inequities
the peace and the head were tortured in their battles
and singularly viewed as foolish as a sun in a meadow
“I want his head”
said the one queen
“I want his peace”
said the other queen
and so to the dungeon he was sent
deep and dark to sort it out
easy to keep the peace, but easy to lose a head
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Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Looking through the backs of Dogwood flowers I saw the sun passing through
Looking through the backs of Dogwood flowers I saw the sun passing through.
There was no photosynthesis; no conversion of light into sugars – only beams penetrating petals.
The flower as part of the tree - pretty parts intended to attract insects and propagate the species.
But these pretty parts fade and wither away – blackened and finally gone from the earth like the dung of rats.
But the tree never dies. It lives on, growing a perpendicular root.
Fleeting flowers come and go; that is the way of ages, but the tree is magnificent.
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