Sunday, March 27, 2011

Poetry in Motion

This is just to say
that I have eaten
the plums
that were in the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving for breakfast
forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet and
so cold

William Carlos Williams


If I can't do
what I want to do
then my job is to not
do what I don't want
to do

It's not the same thing
but it's the best I can

If I can't have what I want
then my job is to want
what I've got
and be satisfied
that atleast there is
something more to want

Since I can't go
where I want to go
then I must go
where the sign points
though always understanding
parallel movement
isn't lateral

When I can't express
what I really feel
I pratice feeling
what I can express
And none of it is equal

I know
but that's why mankind
alone among the animals
learns to cry

Nikki Giovanni
'...give me a sword, and take me to Orleans'
-Joan of Arc

Monday, March 21, 2011


Out of doubt
Out of dark
To the day's rising
I came singing in the sun
Sword unsheathing
To hope's end I rode
And to heart's breaking
Now for wrath, for ruin
And a Red Dawn!


Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Musings II

Think of me as I am;
Let nothing extenuate,
Of one who loved,
Not too wisely,
But too well,
For never was there,
A story of more woe,
Than that of Othello
And his Desdimono.'
- Act 1, Scene 1,

'In sooth; I know not why I am so sad. It wearies me, you say it wearies you. But how I found it, caught it, or came by it, what stuff 'tis made of; whereof 'tis born, I am to learn. And such a wantwit sadness makes of me, that I am much ado to know myself.'
- Act I, Scene I,
Merchant Of Venice

'To be or not to be, that is the question...To die; To sleep; No more; And by sleep to say we end the heartache and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir sleep, perchance to dream, ay there's the rub, for in that sleep of death, what dreams may come, when we have shuffled off this mortal coil.'
- Act III, Scene I

Saturday, March 5, 2011

I cannot study.

I want to, I really do.