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Ode to the Ode

Ever let the Fancy roam,
Pleasure never is at home:
At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth,
Like to bubbles when rain pelteth;
Then let winged Fancy wander
Through the thought still spread beyond her:
Open wide the mind’s cage-door,
She’ll dart forth, and cloudward soar.

– From John Keats, Fancy, 1820 Continue Reading »

The Language of Color

I dreamt of the dreamer-son
much-loved
long-awaited
wrapped in a chromatic cloak of words,
envisioning spirits ascending and descending
the ephemeral ladder,
connecting earthly striving
and eternal longings.

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What would the world be, once bereft
Of wet and of wildness? Let them be left,
O let them be left, wildness and wet;
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet.

-Gerard Manley Hopkins, Inversnaid (1881)

 
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Grave Song

I strain to hear
your prayers
in the song of the wind in the olive trees Continue Reading »

Obverse Pairs

Pondering the Yamahira exhibit
deconstruction is an art form
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