Tales of the Tribe

  Tales of the Tribe http://wp.me/p102ON-E6  Synopsis: Society creates the stories it tells itself: factual, specious, apocryphal, dishonest; by any rendition, according to Wallace Stevens, will still be a fiction.  Myth wears the clothes of its culture, will always be a social fact, and those who would eschew these basic facets of humanity, will prove […] Continue reading

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Union Station and Paradigm Shift

  An abstract journey through concrete Americana with a lagniappe through the “Great Discussion.” From serious humor to light-hearted gravitas, this is a trip you need to enjoy. Poetic postcards of Americana will be provided for. Our trip commences upon your arrival at Union Station, and continues until we arrive at a Paradigm Shift – […] Continue reading

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The Flower of Youth

~ There is in this Flower –     The Flower of Youth! Good for an Hour –     One Hour of Truth. Then, Done! with all Laughter,     Gone! in Disaster, One Hour thereafter,     An Hour, forsooth! Deflowering follows     An Hour of Truth, And all those who follow […] Continue reading

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Tall Tales: Apocalypse Now

~ O Beautiful Morning! Hast thou no warning? An imminent Doom Lies up ahead? Some Trouble is coming, A horrible storming; Blue, white and gold Turning to Red. O Beautiful Morning, Thus much from learning Of danger a-forming, So strangers and others have said. ~ But then, when I looked last, Into a past – […] Continue reading

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PolyAmorPhisms

~ The bearded ladies suddenly swoon and one by one, they break into bloom. And all, by mid-May days! The late ones in June. It’s then these late ladies come to subsume all the late babies of first spring, at noon. Then later, the one-eyed- Susans assume, by which time the ladies have lost all […] Continue reading

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The Queen of Hotel Street

~ Aloha Lou, what will you do on Hotel Street today, ~ but change your clothes and drag yourself on stage for a great display. ~ All the men seated, and formally feted, wearing their blue, brown and gray. ~ While you, Lou, will sell your soul and yourself, as your youth slips silent away. […] Continue reading

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Iris

~ She stands alone     apart from the rest.  ~ She’s different,     yet,    Nay, she’s the same! ~ Because of this     I like her best, insouciance lends value to fame. ~ So tall, so proud,     so flagrantly loud; though beauty     is the name of her […] Continue reading

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Eudaimonia

~ The birds all fall into accolades, on the mornings of Central Virginia. ~ Colorful chorals that can escalade –      pro forma,      concerti,      eudaimonia.  ~ On and on, no stoppage of song, way long after morning’s forgotten. ~ All in all, a sound, a melodious funk; as it rises […] Continue reading

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