On the beach at night, Stands a child with her father, Watching the east, the autumn sky. Up through the darkness, While ravening clouds, the burial clouds, in black masses spreading, Lower sullen and fast athwart and down the sky, Amid a transparent clear belt of ether yet left in t...
As in his remarkable poem, a most intriguing fusion, “Henry David Thoreau / Sonny Rollins,” Taggart too has “fled the clubs/ nightclubs the meccas of smoke clatter/ and chatter amid smoke murmur and murmur of assignation” for his years “alone with the alone” in order to find, hear...
six years seems like nothing. Less than a drop of water in the world’s biggest bucket. Less than a grain of sand on the largest beach on this side of the proverbial wormhole of existence. Six years is miniscule when compared to other, time-reliant concepts....
如繁星点点在微风中轻盈飘舞. "I Seem a Class Cloud Alone Roaming" am one of representative works which Wordsworth expresses feelings, wrote in 1804.It is said this poem is egresses together according to the poet brother younger sister plays when deeply charming is attracted by the nature this ...
Like these poems written, read, reworked, and rerouted, the text we are reading is a sort of poem, where page flips become line breaks, and what follows adds layers of double meaning. The paintings and collage work contribute layers of double meaning in their own way, too. Sometimes it...
As I travel once more to the UK, leaving Germany at that end of the terminal but not yet on the plane, let alone admitted to what I sometimes still call home, I am reading Ryszard Kapuściński. The Polish journalist and travel writer is describing a moment early in his career, when ...
This poem came to me when I woke up in the middle of the night and realized the podcast I was listening to was still on — the host was talking about Pythagoras and numbers. I wasn’t fully awake when the thought came to me.
Over pages “25” (from the inside photographer’s viewpoint) and “26” (from the outside photographer’s), something strange happens with that piece of paper. Fingers and thumbs holding it appear on the left and right: we are looking at photos of the piece paper as it is being held...
Or Write my name (alone) in the sand. Photo by Lisa Fotios onPexels.com I feel sorry for young people today. It appears that the dating scene is pretty tough to navigate. Newsflash — it always has been. But whatisdifferent is all the advice and pop psychology out there on the ...
Well, when we’re alone, we have to face ourselves, our thoughts, and the irrepressible truth that we are alone, at an ego level. This fear of facing the hard truths of life causes us to fear being alone, and in the process, forget the delights of solitude. Would you like to save...