Posts made in March, 2016

My Wobbly Bicycle, 113

Posted by on Mar 24, 2016 in Archive | 12 comments

My Wobbly Bicycle, 113

I dreamed last night that I was writing a blog post. The subject of my post has long since sunk under the waves, but I think it was supposed to be in the bugle-shape of a paper clip. No, I seem to recall it was fancier, maybe a cornet. But instead, the blog post was shaping up to be one of those weird square paper-clips. I’d been reading The Sutra of Hui-Neng, Grand Master of Zen before I fell asleep. “Good friends,” he writes. “The Way should be fluid, free-flowing. Why then do you stagnate? And “Freedom from form means detachment from forms in the midst of forms. Freedom from...

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My Wobbly Bicycle, 112

Posted by on Mar 2, 2016 in Archive | 13 comments

My Wobbly Bicycle, 112

I am looking out the third floor window of our beautiful condo in beautiful Traverse City on beautiful Grand Traverse Bay in beautiful northern Michigan, and I am thinking of bombs and bombast, of destruction and desecration, of madness and malevolence.   I could keep alliterating all day. At least it would keep me busy feeling busy—it is so hard, so hard to figure what else to do as a poet, as a writer in this exploding world. I’ve long since quit worrying about whether writing itself is a worthy use of my life. Whether it is or isn’t doesn’t change my inclination to do it....

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