Monday, April 26, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
it is at moments after i have dreamed
of the rare entertainment of your eyes
when (being fool to fancy) i have deemed
with your peculiar mouth my heart made wise;
at moments when the glassy darkness holds
the genuine apparition of your smile
(it was through tears always) and silence moulds
the strangeness as was mine a little while;
moments when once more my illustrious arms
are filled with fascination, when my breast
wears the intolerant brightness of your charms:
one pierced moment whiter than the rest
-turning from the tremendous lie of sleep
i watch the roses of the day grow deep.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
reading ''i don't believe in atheists''
by chris hedges.
it's okay, a bit rambly
(i'm only on the first chapter and he's made the same point 23 times),
however, it is a good point.
and it's making me think
that i've become pretty
closed-minded and ignorant
in my defense,
living in idaho
can do that to a person.
but reading this book
is reminding me
how easy it is
to see a few aspects of things
that anger you
and find yourself wishing
more people could see the world
like you do