THE POET BY DAY

Daily Archives: January 31, 2019

“Here I am alive, and it’s not my fault, so I have to try and get by as best I can without hurting anybody until death takes over.” Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace There are open spaces in the plotting of a story I print out for edit during the work hours In the silence of creativity, a sweet lavender lends its fragrance, color and calm Outside squirrels skip, toddlers play Grandmothers… Read More

“This sweet virginal primitive land will metaphorically breathe a sigh of relief — like a whisper of wind–when we are all and finally gone and the place and its creations can return to their ancient procedures unobserved and undisturbed by the busy, anxious, brooding consciousness of man.” Desert Solitaire, Edward Abby BEFORE THE ENVIRONMENTAL POEMS, A THANK YOU Thanks for waiting patiently and courteously for this post to go up. I have… Read More