Tag: chair
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Writing Desk II
My writing desk is made from unfinished maple. It has a couple of coats of clear stain on it. This is more to protect it than to make it look any different than it does naturally. I’ve written many poems at this desk. I suppose it’s a place to commune with the things I value […]
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Snow
The hardest thing I’ve ever had to struggle with is trying to reconcile having a self that can’t be found, no matter how clear I can read and understand it. Something as simple as sitting in a chair, for example, becomes very complex in this light, and usually, I end up releasing whatever line of […]
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Trout
When I think I want to be a kind of soul released from my body of suffering into the air between airs, one who’s floating over a great river beyond Time’s so-called beginnings and endings, always in a constant state of play, curiosity, and letting go within a morning mist that’s hiding trout that rise […]
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Rotini
This morning I can’t find a thought to anchor the boat of inner peace I’ve been trying to sail in bad weather for god knows how long. Some mornings it’s easy to slow myself down and wait for my waves of emotion to die down until I can see to the bottom of why I […]
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Island
When I think about my relationship with work I’m reminded of all those times I couldn’t believe how bad things had gotten in the workplace, to the point where even the most valued workers were being pushed out to the end of their patience and made to dive into a shark-infested future with only hunger […]
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Chickadees
I can’t seem to stop falling asleep on a raft of pure emotion and pulling myself out by the hairs of my unconscious, just before my conscious mind, a quarter mile off shore, loses grip of me completely. If you happen to see me, you can find me in my favorite chair calling forth the […]
the real subject is always you 