March 2011
3 posts
Hermeneutics
Interpretive bodies dance like a conflagration
Instigating the ever-reflective
Hold a mirror close enough and looking past yourself
Becomes
A probable parody and/or parable
Worth wasting time for
And yet, is time ever truly wasted??
Or does every faulty attempt at discerning the all
Fall into the category of ignorant stagnance
Regardless of motion??
Development of the expanding intangible??
A...
Just as this too shall pass
Our cleansing comes and goes
In so many guises
How fortunate
Letter to Israel
I wear no mark or balm, nonetheless, seal it with a kiss. My parcel to Israel is what one might expect for a dear friend, but it carries the weight of infinite honest wellwishes. As I recount every kiss and soft breath my meandering mindset casts off into an ocean of naked information teeming with a love many will never allow themselves to know.
I revisit what feels like a million beds, showers,...