December 2009
53 posts
Cynicism isn’t wisdom
It’s a lazy way to say
that you’ve...
– Nana Grizol
poetry as tonic, #14
psychotherapy:
The Night House Every day the body works in the fields of the world Mending a stone wall Or swinging a sickle through the tall grass- The grass of civics, the grass of money- And every night the body curls around itself And listens for the soft bells of sleep. But the heart is restless and rises From the body in the middle of the night, Leaves the trapezoidal bedroom With its...