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
~ 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
~ Looking across the great San Juan Basin where stands a Leviathan stone, it stands there still! where Time hath deposit its bulk in one huge hulking dome. And much will have changed, but the rock stays the same: It stays, whilst all else swims […] Continue reading
~ Brother, O Brother hast thou seen our Mother? O Brother, Dear Brother is our Mother still here? No Sir, Dear Brother, gone is our Mother our Mother hast gone off she’s gone off somewhere. Brother, Dear Brother I’m off to another. I’m off to out yonder, off to some other, some place […] Continue reading
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 
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