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..we,my lord..


‘We, my lord, are your dream, which finds you innocent for now.’ – Wislawa Szymborska Advertisements

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In Praise of Feeling Bad About Yourself


The buzzard never says it is to blame. The panther wouldn’t know what scruples mean. When the piranha strikes it feels no shame. If snakes had  hands, they’s claim their hands were clean. A jackal doesn’t understand remorse. Lions and … Continue reading

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A Word On Statistics


Out of every hundred people,  those who always know better: fifty-two. Unsure of every step: almost all the rest.  Ready to help, if it doesn’t take long: forty-nine.  Always good, because they cannot be otherwise: fourwell, maybe five.  Able to … Continue reading

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bliss is


“No day copies yesterday, no two nights will teach what bliss is in precisely the same way, with precisely the same kisses.”  ― Wisława Szymborska, Poems New and Collected    

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every beginning


Every beginning is only a sequel, after all, and the book of events is always open halfway through… Wislawa Szymborska  

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In Praise of Dreams


  In my dreams I paint like Vermeer van Delft. I speak fluent Greek and not just with the living. I drive a car that does what I want it to. I am gifted and write mighty epics. I hear … Continue reading

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Allegro ma non troppo


Life, you’re beautiful (I say) you just couldn’t get more fecund, more befrogged or nightingaily, more anthillful or sproutspouting. I’m trying to court life’s favor, to get into its good graces, to anticipate its whims. I’m always the first to … Continue reading

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