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“It is humor's job to laugh at the futility oft engendered by the improbable”
“I am a black bird, a Raven, I am Raven. I know and I am knowingI know and see life and death, expansion and contraction and I do not shiver and cryI am unafraid.I am Raven. I am black as liquid nig...”
“The truth is the object of our lustBut the light is still so very dim”
“...And we left the lightfor the night of the street”
“ZENITHNOON beats outon its solar anvilthe rays of light”
“When men shake hands with time, time crushesThem like tumblers; little pieces of glass.”
“Poetry, like jazz, is one of those dazzling diamonds of creative industry that help human beings make sense out of the comedies and tragedies that contextualize our lives.”
“The more inhuman we became the more we understood each other as humans.”
“What can bombs know of the illuminated fields so golden with heaven in your hearts sacred lands?”
“I will never ask of you the impossible, I just ask you to love me in the best way you can.”
“It is funny how when you have been hurt in love and you fall in love again, every reason you have for loving that person is both enough and not, all at once.”
“I wonder what freezesthe flurry of hurt on her cold-flushed cheeks, if his touch isa salve or the shattering.”
“The folktale world is oriented positively toward its protagonist; a folktale is defined by the hero's triumph: magic weapons and helpers are, with the necessary narrative retardation, at his beck a...”
“Write as an audience member. Write what you want to see, feel and hear.”
“I need to accept Gods love and forgiveness, turning away from my sin and toward Him starting every day anew just as His mercies are new every morning.”
“God needs loving, accepting, and compassionate peoplenot accepting of sin, but accepting Gods forgiveness of sin for all who repent.”
“If I wrote the word flower,would it still grow like a flower?If I wrote a poem concerning a river,would the water still flow in the eyes of the reader?”
“I do not fear the nightWhen I know that todayI am bathed in a lightIt cannot be stolen away”
“I dreamt of you last night,vivid and consuming andgone as I woke upfaded from memory before I had the chanceto collect and recollectEven in my dreams you are ephemeraland just outside of reach- Fle...”
“They say Night is all black in the faceAll that glitters only adds to the graceNo attempt to success ever succeedsWithout one slogging through the blackened days"- Poem "The Beauty of Night”
