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Collected Writing in Prose and Verse: History and Philosophy, Poetry and Theology
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Sunday, April 2, 2017
Observation - April 2nd, 2017, Sunday
There is laughter peeling from behind the closed door.
The sun is climbing behind a soft gray sheet of clouds.
The talking heads are chirping about treason, and lies.
The robins are chirping for each other, oblivious, free.
Thursday, March 2, 2017
March 2nd, 2017, Thursday, Observation
It is 5:00 am and the city is stirring.
I have been awake for a few hours writing.
My cat is sleeping in the window,
Half lidded and watching.
There are rabbits on the lawn in the frosted morning.
The news is of the Attorney General lying,
Lying to the Senate under oath.
My lady is on the couch drinking coffee.
We are talking about the news, and wondering,
Is there a place for justice at the table in March.
Thursday, February 2, 2017
Observation - February 2nd, 2017, Thursday
Observation
There is a blanket of white noise over everything
It is the humidifier in my apartment, droning
It is the news cycle Trumpeting, trumpeting
The outrage of billionaires…wailing like babies
Demanding, white power, white privilege
There is a blanket of white noise over everything
The humidifier in my apartment is useful
It helps me breathe
The trumpeting of demagogues is smothering me
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