Tag Archives: New Year

ON WHOSE TIME

From the depths of my sodden brain-trodden mind last night, as I tossed and turned, saturated with my own thoughts and words, I wrote these lines by ink, half in the dark, by the candlelight of Kissmass candles. Then this came along, just as I have written before, like “Rorschact inkblots,” my thoughts beginning “to [...]
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MY MODERN POETS

In the spirit of a new dawn and decade, I want to share with you some of the streams of words that have arrived at my fingertips over the last year. Eamon Loingsigh has written a book called An Affair of Concoctions, which you may find at The Strand bookstore in New York, as well [...]
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THAT'S HOW IT STARTED

Is it not true that this is my blog and I am permitted to write what I chose on it? I have no time for waiting and wondering what it is I am allowed to do in my life and what I am not. I am tired of trying to perceive what other people want, [...]
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HELLO JANUARY 2009

The only real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes. Marcel Proust, novelist (1871-1922) “The poet becomes a seer through a long, immense and reasoned derangement of all the senses. All shapes of love, suffering, madness. He searches himself, he exhausts all poisons in himself, to keep only [...]
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