But no – it’s rich in questions;
and not all of them
about Me.
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The teenager around the house,
God smiles on him, would berabbit-stunned beyond reaction;but, inspect him thoroughly from toeto top (leaving aside his as yetcreditable carbon footprint; cash-strappedis carbon-friendly) :the trainers, sweat-made in the Third World,now look as if they’re back there; they’ve been knownto walk out of the room from under the bedin sheer self-disgust;the forever jeans, customised witha designer…
If the definition of poetry is
then the Olympic Games,all the artsand other more intimate mattersare poetrywhich I believe the Greekswould nod assent toand Baron Coubertin’s declarationrelaunching the Olympic Games(though this time with clothes on, ah well) andsomewhat forgotten by the mediathat it’s not the winningbut the taking partwould apply to allthe above activitieswhich is OK by meand her.
The brazier’s glowing coals lit up his eyes.
tell me, watchman, of the truth of Night..he said: when I had conquered all the tasks of day,I took night-watching as the sternest test,to seek the weakness, and to seek the strengthwhich I might find there in my deepest self..In darkest night, I lost myself – or soI thought I had: for every night,as the…
flutter by,
no crimeto rhymeor sinto grin
Angels..
do angels believe in you?which question, the more sensible?suppose angelsto know greatly more than us..suppose, that’s why they’re there…suppose, they know space is not fully real:enter it knowingly, to deliver usa holy message, wearing whiteness, light,which would announce themtruthful, good of all good, and beautiful..suppose, they know time is not fully real:enter it knowingly, to…
The splendour in the elephant..
the splendour in the human race;the splendour of the rain, the seas;the splendour which is God in gods;with that same splendour, make me splendid, Lord..*from the RgVeda