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
…. Once, we were soldiers, Boys of eighteen; Intrepid and stupid, One just sixteen. Some were rock stolid, Caught-up in fraught; In rightness of action, Righteous, we thought. We were the children Of the Great War Our fathers had fought in, So there’d be no more. Dearer to children, O Lord! Give us pause – […] Continue reading
~ Where does the moment That’s suddenly there, Heretofore dormant, But now comes aware, Come from all nothing And then it appears? Latent, an object, To subject, revered; And then, when we’re gone, It all disappears. An Axis Mundi Still will be here! The object of subject, The subject not there. ~ ©2014, Marvin Welborn […] Continue reading
The wagons, encircled, the gates have been drawn. Unless a devotee it might turn out wrong. All bits and pieces, at one time, a song. I used to be out there, but didn’t belong. Now, I’m back inside – […] Continue reading
~ I never knew much of celebrity; I never was “up on the times.” Much too much busy after a war, Getting re-fitted on Uncle Sam’s dime. An Academe, a Labyrinthine; Lost in the Halls of all Arts & Letters. A Theseus, of sorts, A […] Continue reading
. Jakarta’s religious, an Islamic town, their ways are aligned with religion. ~ And just like religion, I’ve found all around, the believer likes to share his opinion; and that people all fall into one of two ranks – ~ “you’re either with us, or not, on religion.” ~ I was there on […] Continue reading
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 
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