Better to Cope and Hope–than Mope
The Pathetic Hopeful Poem–Ken McKeon We need to change, Change utterly, There’s this Grotesquery afoot, A club footed staggering Eight-foot tall guy. His head...
Monthly Archives: December 2016
Hope is a Sad Child, standing in the Rain
“Joining with ‘others’ in ‘our one world’, united in native sympathy through the similarities of mind that we share as a species, we could...
Bridges Made of Dream
Lying in bed, I realized that I was either just waking up or still inside some kind of dream. In the dream–let’s call it...
Being in the Dark
“Deprived of full access to this living quality of being, the senses coarsen and the human spirit shrivels. Seeing only through the filters of...