The Last Shall Be First
Mist, fog, smoke — a lonely street light where the town ends and the country begins, dreaming of an affair with the moon — foolish enough — then you smile, so little you’ve changed since your youth. . [ 1577 ]
Archive for October 2022
Jupiter Run
The bright light is Jupiter. Low in the sky — the ocean is there. Washed ashore, the brine-bare fir. Asphalt and surf, the shadows concur. Breath dispersed — warm where we are, cold where we were. . [ 1576 ]
Until Then
Who knows? Someday, we may find the past and future really do exist, and we’ll be able to meet each other there. . [ 1575 ]
If Ever
If ever I were to strike out what I don’t understand, What would stop me from striking out more each day, Until at last I’ve stricken out everything, Except my own poor ignorance? . [ 1574 ]
Intimate Arts
Of all the arts, love and friendship are the most intimate, because each person creates the other, and the experience leaves both transformed. . [ 1572 ]
Now and Again
O dear raindrop, tell me, what was it like to land on the Buddha’s tongue? . [ 1571 ]
I Do This
Between what I can do and what I can’t, Is a lifetime of what I did and what I didn’t, when I could. Now I do this, without wondering if I should, if it’s bad, or if it’s good. I do this, tho’ the doing’s hardly doing, and the done is never done. I do this, ’cause the doer’s here to do it, Tho’ ’times it seems he’s gone. . […]
Differently
When someone near remembers what you remember differently ripens the fruit ends the year billows the sail brings the old ship home . [ 1569 ]
Still Time
Sometimes, sitting in the warm fall sun, I feel I’m waiting for my wings to dry. . [ 1568 ]
William Michaelian 