Ghost Buffalo

From a Great Height In her eyes I am the wise, the one who knows who put the moon inside the sky, but does not tell. She thinks I keep a secret when I say I do not know. Some things I know. I have been told one does not brace for sudden falls. When her day comes to take this throne from under me, I wish, upon a little star that it might be a gentle sort of fall, and that she'll recognize me there without the crown at all. (2001) first appeared in The Lyric

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. I LOCKE sank into a swoon; The Garden died; God took the spinning-jenny Out of his side. II Where got I that truth? Out of a medium's mouth. Out of nothing it came, Out of the forest loam, Out of dark night where lay The crowns of Nineveh. - WBY "Yeats has always been the property of the literary establishment. Within the academy, Yeats is "English Department material." We read his poetry, and once in a great while his drama, but his prose is usually overlooked. Modern and post-modern critics have never looked kindly on Yeats's esoteric pursuits, finding his occultism, as Auden put it, an embarrassment. With few exceptions, scholars of literature are not interested in the occult. Since their own beliefs often contradict a magical worldview, they find the idea of magical practice silly and repugnant. For scholars of Yeats, this is a problem. ... The blame does not lay entirely with the academic establishment, however. Yeats began to silence h

...that ’s a valiant flea that dare eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion. - Shakespeare ------ The December issue of The Flea is dedicated to the memory of Alan Sullivan. I was asked to pen a poem for the occasion. It can be accessed here: The Flea

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Modern science, intoxicated by its practical successes, has simply shut the door on anything which cannot be measured. The loss is immense. Obsessions with the purely physical qualities of life have blocked out all real human values. - Crowley Yes, and what has that to do with poetry. photo via http://bigpicture.posterous.com/national-geographic-best-pictu

. Some of the funniest words in the English language: troglodyte canoodle godwottery vomitory logorrhea snollygoster oocephalus bloviate skullduggery wabbit yahoo discombobulate gastromancy abibliophobia eructation bumbershoot goombah turdiform - I can’t believe chicken didn’t make the list. And blog. Or liverwurst. And dirigible. I’ve just asked my daughter to name the funniest word ever. She replied without hesitation: proboscis My son replied: blubber. I shall not reproduce the husband's reply. -- via: http://yubanet.com/oddnews/100-Funniest-Words-in-English.php http://yubanet.com/oddnews/100-Funniest-Words-in-English.php .

. Does no one else find it strange that Michael and Gabriel are the only angels given names. .

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Do not deny, do not deny thing out of thing. Do not deny in the new vanity the old, original dust. From what grave, what past of flesh and bone dreaming, dreaming I lie under the fortunate curse, bewitched, alive, forgetting the first stuff. Death does not give a moment to remember in lest, like a statue's too transmuted stone, I grain by grain recall the original dust and looking down a stair of memory keep saying This was never I.

First of all: I am tired. I am true of heart ! And also: You are tired. You are true of heart !

. Drew Friedman from today's Wall Street Journal: When to Leave the Stage

Outside the husband's office this morning.

How does one sing with a lump in the throat? - Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer -- Don't cut my throat, I might want to do that myself later. - Casey Stengler --- the throat. an essential. shaper of the wind column pushed up from the gut. - Art Goodtimes --