Baseball's started again. I will forever equate baseball with the tangy smell of dust and leather. I loved watching my uncle's play baseball when I was young, and loved playing the game as a child. What I love now about baseball is its deceptive simplicity, its accessibility, and its culture. Hockey is a fun sport, but I think it is an elitist ( Read more... )

Blogosphere? Are you there?

I'm getting tired of Facebook, I might kick back here again more.

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sweeping, sweeping, sweeping
Enlightenment.
Sweeping, Sweeping, Sweeping

In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.

When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body's been.

We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.

- Mark Strand

Poets to come! orators, singers, musicians to come ( Read more... )

And yet ( Read more... )