Oct 14, 2016 | Word Among Us
Now must I grieve and fret my little way into death’s darkness, ending all my day in bitterness and pain, in striving and in stress; go on unendingly again to mock the sun with death and mask all light with fear? Oh no, I will not cease to lift my eyes beyond...
Oct 12, 2016 | Word Among Us
The dawn departs, the morning is begun, The Trades come whispering from off the seas, The fields of corn are golden in the sun, The dark-brown tassels fluttering in the breeze; The bell is sounding and children pass, Frog-leaping, skipping, shouting, laughing shrill,...
Oct 8, 2016 | Word Among Us
Tell all my mourners To mourn in red- Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead. I hate to die this way with the quiet Over everything like a shroud. I’d rather die where the band’s a playin’ Noisy and loud. Rather die the way I lived-...
Oct 6, 2016 | Word Among Us
Oh, the sea is deep And a knife is sharp And a poison acid burns; but they all bring rest In a deep, long sleep For which the tired soul yearns- They all bring rest in a nothingness From where no road returns. -Langston...
Oct 5, 2016 | Word Among Us
came early with June, each tent a hot angel of healing, the Spirit catching in women’s throats and anointing the lazy eye of an uncle. You wanted nothing more than for that peacherman from way out west to lay golden hands upon you, making your pain that thing...
Sep 30, 2016 | Word Among Us
There is a house with all the rooms filled with Momma but there is a river that separates me from this house it is a wide river a river so wide that it must be called a sea yes, a sea a sea so wide that it must be called time yes, time a time so wide that it must be...
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