Spinozablue: An Eclectic Journal of the Arts

Posted on: November 3, 2008

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The Merger of the Two-​​​​Fields
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The trail unwinds
To the left and the right
Like a dream ride on
A pendulum

But noth­ing takes us there
Except for strong legs
And the desire to elevate

The noise of the falls grows
As we ascend left
Fades as we go the other way
Fades with­out a new increase
In decibels

The yel­lows the reds the white
Of the cas­cades burn  –  
Trees branch out
Touch one another
Sing to each other

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Posted on: October 31, 2008

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I didn’t make it to all the way to the Falls. Was within half a mile or so before time ran out. Someone turned out the lights on the great paint­ing in the sky.

I still found some green and blue peace and more. I found a vision and learned how cer­tain cam­eras can not han­dle what comes out of that great paint­ing in the sky. One has to pre­pare for such things and I didn’t. Next time.

How strange that Nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!  —  Emily Dickinson, let­ter to Mrs. J.S. Cooper, 1880

I only went out for a walk and finally con­cluded to stay out till sun­down, for going out, I found, was really going in.  —  John Muir, 1913.

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Posted on: October 23, 2008

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Yongzheng Emperor and Deer. China. 1723  –  1735

Now, for that digres­sion. Albeit brief. I recently heard an inter­est­ing fact on the radio. Deer like the grass on the side of the road because it is more loaded with cer­tain kinds of nutri­ents they need. It’s loaded with that nutri­tion pri­mar­ily because we mow the grass along side our roads con­tin­u­ously. Deer are attracted to that grass, and can’t really judge the speed of cars on the high­way. Hence the acci­dents. In addi­tion, the months of October and November is their time to get ready for the Winter, to fat­ten up, to prepare.…

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