Monthly Archives: January 2012

Many moons passed, many a setting suntill he chose to sail with his only son:[Pardon the ease of my rhyme, the Heart’s breezerustles inside my mind, beneath my brees.] “I was homesick at nights, seasick at home,for my home is sea, the sea is my ho… Continue reading →

He hurled at the harbor and headed home,seasick from the salt skies – shuddering, soaked.Sound and hale he grew, sickness overcome,safe and hearty, too, at his pipe he smoked:His wife and young son were well and at peace; he wept to himself and we… Continue reading →

His stomach pains recall the silver seasthat he sailed in his youth, south of the iceand around the islands and mysteriesthat he poured into tomes, not once but twice:The first voyage crossed crisp waves and sharp air until a hilly land came into … Continue reading →

A quiet mind is a quick mind in time,quick like little streams quivering with life,washing away fear over rock and lime,washing away time, washing away life:The banks are muddy, the sun stands aglow atop the boughs, haloed with precision,girdled w… Continue reading →

The plan: No rules, no limits, no boundlesshorizons. Just the simple directionof this measly life’s profound and soundlessinclinations towards truth and reflection:To wake up from a dream inherited is to slide into the grasses of fate,tall and cut… Continue reading →