Forget safety live where you fear to live destroy your reputation Be notorious I have tried prudent planning long enough. From now o...

Landscape by Mary Oliver Isn't it plain the sheets of moss, except that they have no tongues, could lecture all day if they wanted ...

OLD SONG by Robert Creeley Take off your clothes, love, And come to me. Soon will the sun be breaking Over yon sea. And all of our ...

I have always loved the gaps, the spaces between things, as much as the things. I love staring, pondering, mulling, puttering. I love the ...

Words from the First Futurist Manifesto, printed in Le Figaro in 1909 Tonight I'm thinking about artists in the world, sewing their s...

Wild Geese by Mary Oliver You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, rep...

LAY OF WOOD by Donald Revell Yellowbird here for one day only, I'm telling you The trees here Are children of themselves.  You c...