A revised version of an earlier poem [...]
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The maturity of man—that means,to have reacquired the seriousness one had as a child at play. F. Nietzsche,Beyond Good and Evil I wrote the following thoughts in 1987,inspired by the Nietzsche quote. Revisiting them now,I wonder if I’ve lived by them. I try to fill up all the gaps in [...] Freezing weather just returned to Columbus after a few weeks of milder temperatures. I scowled as I walked to do some errands earlier today,thinking the fresh air would do me good. A frosty breeze burned through my fleece jacket. My thoughts withered to basic survival. “Just get home!” Upon returning home,I brought [...] I skid across black ice. The Volvo’s brakes grumble with anti-lock distress. Their distress is my safety. My mind spins,fresh and raw,voluptuous and hungry,animal. I float the ship into its cave,slide in to the warm cavity. Ok,I like my garage. I like it,but not as much as Johnny. [...] He gazes across the newspaper spread before him. Looking out the window,he peers past an editorial he was reading,which outlines the festering mendacity of certain political leaders,while genocide thrives in Africa. Outside,the garden’s disarray,not inappropriate for Autumn,reflects his own spirit. Things need to be done. Raking,planting bulbs,more [...] |  | |||||
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