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Epigraph: Pride is concerned with who is right. Humility is concerned with what is right.-Ezra Taft Benson (1899 – 1994) An American sentence: Self-proclaimed experts opine; meanwhile, I hardly understand myself. What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didn’t work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to remove… Continue reading Free advice, or: Leave a tip
An abhanga EPIGRAPH: I make mistakes that may anger others. I too, am in need of understanding.-'I Would Be Angry, but…' by Cheryl Batavia Accept your finity, also that of others ~ all imperfect brothers ~ need empathy
14 months of blogging Friends, I am going to keep this short, in haibun form. Further words won't convey my appreciation for you any more effectively. Thank you. In the last 14 months, I have learned so much from our shared community ~ not only about poetry and other forms of creative writing, but also… Continue reading 3,000 – Thank You!
My 2nd gogyohka I do not write about everything because I do not know anything about it, let alone something
EPIGRAPH: God helps those who help themselves.-Benjamin Franklin (1706-90) Beasts, frogs, locusts, lice Plagued blood boils at the darkness Pestilence hails death
My first Cywydd Llosgyrnog You can't help yourself, seeking more soulful words from swift fleeting shore; man's flesh shan't soar, but verse can; Futures flash, forever flow fast; Fey fancies; concepts; visions ~ last, These survive past man's lifespan Shabbat shalom! I have scheduled this poem to be published while I am offline for Shabbat… Continue reading Flesh, or: Verse
A personal prosery prompt Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel wrote: “We are constantly dying alive. From the view point of temporality we are all dead except for a moment.” It’s true, you know. As we turn the calendar page to 2021, I think to myself: well, that was a moment. Death on either side, the Rabbi… Continue reading The way of life between
I've failed myself in so many ways To enumerate them would me take days But I would never judge you For when all's said and through Nothing but my humility stays
The skeptic's kaddish 
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