Fun
It is so much fun
to believe in G-d
You must try it sometime
try it now
and find out whether
or not
G-d wants you
to believe in Him
L. C.
Book of Longing p 49
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- Tue Feb 27, 2007 1:37 am
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: My Prayer in Pig Latin
- Replies: 9
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- Tue Feb 27, 2007 1:24 am
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: The Eleventh of September Two Thousand and One
- Replies: 2
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The Eleventh of September Two Thousand and One
The Eleventh of September Two Thousand and One Have you forgotten the dirge keening across the acrid landscape of your heart, forgotten how the paleness of your grief has transformed you into a knot of hate gnawing at the bone of your anger? What will you destroy from the aeons our common humanity ...
- Fri Feb 16, 2007 1:07 am
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: Her Line was Straight
- Replies: 4
- Views: 781
- Thu Feb 15, 2007 11:34 pm
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: Her Line was Straight
- Replies: 4
- Views: 781
Her Line was Straight
Her Line was Straight Her line was straight erect stiff yet solaced Her feet firmly foundational barefoot on sand dusted stone Her hair her hair her hair fell trestling warbling raven between the line of sea horizon blue grey non-shimmering stiff and between the line imagined from her feet on flat ...
- Mon Feb 12, 2007 9:35 pm
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: Zambian Diptych
- Replies: 8
- Views: 1713
- Fri Feb 09, 2007 5:30 pm
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: Zambian Diptych
- Replies: 8
- Views: 1713
Thanks for the positive comments. I spent three months teaching in Zambia many years ago. Diptych is a folding tablet... its common for Greek Icons to fold into one another like two covers of a book. I called this poem a diptych because I saw my experiences as two-fold. There was an overlay of my ow...
- Tue Feb 06, 2007 10:25 pm
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: Zambian Diptych
- Replies: 8
- Views: 1713
Zambian Diptych
Zambian Diptych I By the smoky grass huts of Mangango, through the deep green sleep of bush, we drive over hill after hill of orange dirt-track, rattling and bouncing in a rust-pocked Land Rover; a gush-swirl of dust trails behind. With a snatch of tribal dance, gaggling children run to greet us, h...
- Sat Jan 27, 2007 8:33 pm
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: Except
- Replies: 1
- Views: 485
Except
Except Except for the usual small talk we walked up to the Park without waking the thrush clash of our minds. I watched you from behind your hair shone in the green stem of evening. A shock wave of fused blood stirred fearfully in me. A finger probe of breeze whipped your hair into a frown as we fe...
- Tue Jan 16, 2007 12:47 am
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: How Conventional is Loss?
- Replies: 1
- Views: 642
How Conventional is Loss?
How Conventional is Loss ? I This is a recurring memory, an image seared to fossil: the classroom brown-tanned parquet floor ripples in a cheerless sun dance below a June cloud of puffled blue sky. Then, at lunch break, I will, for the last time, make a dash for the penny Kinner and, if I’m lucky, ...
- Mon Jan 08, 2007 4:08 pm
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: From a School Room
- Replies: 7
- Views: 1965
- Mon Jan 08, 2007 1:54 am
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: From a School Room
- Replies: 7
- Views: 1965
- Sun Jan 07, 2007 10:44 pm
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: From a School Room
- Replies: 7
- Views: 1965
From a School Room
From a School Room She skewers a Little Mermaid pencil through her tight packed black ponytail -- erases with self- disgusted intensity and blows rubber dust into the traffic rattled morning air. On Eager St. a ghetto blaster raps shush-be-doo-dum shush-shush-be-doo-dum... “That Avay Maria, she in ...
- Fri Dec 08, 2006 9:45 pm
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: A Bus Ride
- Replies: 5
- Views: 1300
A Bus Ride
A Bus Ride It was an evening of grey sky with the sun scything through the bland thickness of cloud -- the overhang of jealous autumn preventing summer from returning. Nothing exceptional, about this bus ride, except that instead of riding upstairs I sat instead, traffic side, downstairs, where a s...
- Sat Nov 25, 2006 9:43 pm
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: Icescape
- Replies: 1
- Views: 502
Icescape
Icescape I drive to work each day this winter, hands, eyes and feet on automatic pilot; anticipate lane changes, adjust the steering and gears; the foot squeezing the brakes carefully, synchronize speed on icy patches. My other mind, oblivious to the ingenious mechanics of my body, is occupied inst...
- Fri Nov 17, 2006 9:35 pm
- Forum: Writing, Music and Art by the Forum members
- Topic: Interstate 95 - A Winter Advisory
- Replies: 4
- Views: 977
Interstate 95 - A Winter Advisory
Interstate 95 - A Winter Advisory Returning to you it took four and a half hours just to reach the New Jersey Turnpike in traffic that log-jammed, the worst in living memory. On Interstate 95 a Mack truck jack-knifed on the ice, its cab and left wheels scrunched like cardboard into the cement barri...