Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Thursday, October 15, 2015
Monday, October 12, 2015
for you brother J. W. for you J. and W.
the sky is here compact like a metal pig-house
under which we grunt for precision,
but you, my friend, are free.
and don’t worry about time – time is the only thing we have;
stop finding it, just write, love and, yes,
make something beautiful
like the sound of this wild boar
caught jumping through the woods.
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
some of the most beautiful things wouldn't exist without suffering.
this is the proper mystery of the world.