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UP TO DATE AND READY TO GO

It may not be the bearded manwho smiles at you and explodes.It may not be the errant tyrethat slides on the icy roads.It may not be the scaffolding plank that bounces on your head.It may not be pneumoniathat smothers you … Continue reading

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BLONDIN

Every man is Blondin.Every lifetime a rope,finer than a spider’s thread,sharper than a sword,stretched between birth and death(breath and breath)across Niagara. .

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LABEL IT CORRECTLY

In St Peter’s graveyardthe bones have labels. The labels are incised in marble or slate.The coming together of the bones is recorded.(God breathed on those bones.)The dislocation of the bones is recorded.(God stopped breathing.)The length of time in betweenis calculated … Continue reading

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PYRAMIDS AND SARCOPHAGI

Why did they spend so much time therein the anteroom of death?What could they prepare?Paper possessions as light as breathwere too heavy for their dead to bearaway from the fire.Why did they keep their eyeson pyramid, tomb and funeral pyre?Even … Continue reading

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THE NOTEBOOK AND THE PEN

Register the birth.Now register the death.All unfinished business ends with the breath.Ends. But then again beginsas we all come back for more.Even though we long forgotwhat it is we come back for. Only while the breath continuesto feed the brainand … Continue reading

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BREATH

Fine and insubstantial, separating the Living from the Dead. The hairs on your head are numbered; so too the breaths. Preserved or polluted or neglected, it drags us to our unintended goal; the destiny of all we have protected. Disintegration … Continue reading

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THE BREATH OF LIFE

It is not Atlas who carries on his shoulders the world with all its teeming life forms its cities and citizens its poets and fools. It is the breath of life which fans the vital heat each time it cools. … Continue reading

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