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I recorded this on, and for, Earth Day, and for you. Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to... More »
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By Wendell Berry. Another gem. :)
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I love this poem, and I love poems so much more when they're read. I imagine I am not the only one.
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A lovely someone sent me this poem yesterday, and, given my abject adoration of Rumi, I can't help but want to share it here. [ THAT LIVES IN US ] If you put your hands... More »
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It's supposed to snow tomorrow, which will be one more incredible thing to be thankful for (and if it doesn't snow, well, that then will be something to be thankful for as well). One of... More »
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I have fallen, recently, deeply in love with an ancient and odd literary form --the 'death poem,' or the 'Parting of Life Verses.' This one, by a woman named, Oroku, is from early in the... More »
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The year’s doors open like those of language, toward the unknown. Last night you told me: tomorrow we shall have to think up signs, sketch a landscape, fabricate a plan on the double page of... More »
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A friend of mine sent me a poem today. I needed, then, to read it; perhaps you do to. My hut lies in the middle of a dense forest; Every year the green ivy grows... More »
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What is the difference between seeing connections and making them? I feel as though I've fallen into some strange universe where coincidences no longer exist. But here are two poems. In a field I am... More »
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From Hakim Bey's Poetic Terrorism : Weird dancing in all-night computer-banking lobbies. Unauthorized pyrotechnic displays. Land-art, earth-works as bizarre alien artifacts strewn in State Parks. Burglarize houses but instead of stealing, leave Poetic-Terrorist objects. Kidnap... More »
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