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Pity: A Lesson In Self-Discovery

I have read that within the veneer of each heart a limp fist of pity is hanging. That is, in all the sadness and confusion of its tangle of veins the heart is the package in which pity is stored, the container in which it is marketed. One might say: I’d like two loaves of bread, a half-pound of bologna, a pint of macaroni salad, and a heart and a half of pity, please.

Please Come To Birmingham

Lot’s Daughter

Sunbeams

One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.

Carl Jung

West Virginia

Sunbeams

“I learned one thing.”

“What?”

“Never to go on trips with anyone you do not love.”

Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

Cartoon By David Terrenoire

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Selected Poems

Channel One

I believe that this universe cares about us. Everything that happens to us serves a purpose in our growth, our realization of who we are. We are not autumn leaves blowing in a cold and careless wind, but are travellers on the mysterious and wonder-filled paths of our lives.

Selected Poems