you vast, ageing, unstable star, red giant, trembling on the verge of collapse, you’ve burned up all your forces, now unpredictable – but that collapse one day is as certain… as is my own. but for you – what a way to die, scattering seeds of life through space with your demise! without the unstable […]
the one mysterious source of joy and sorrow is sung here – deep rivers meet in these voices, rising from the infinite, returning to it; remember, remember, they sing there is one source only for sorrow and joy. these many voices build to one great unity of being, what are we? where are we going? […]
your voice is inspiration beyond words, insistent, repeated, urgent. i stand among the gravestones trying to see you but cannot – that yew conceals you too well. under the yew, beyond the railings, people walk, run, ride bikes, carry children, push prams, lead dogs and chatter to each other or to their phones – not […]
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