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long time no see!
Dear LJ,
Such fond memories I have of our times together. Alas, I have moved and am graced by your presence no longer. If anyone here that I used to exchange LJ goodness with is still around and curious, I now write semi-regularly about all my usual boring topics here: nowisenough.net
Be well, LiveJournal!
-Greg -
numbers
My wife accuses me
of disliking numbers,
but it's not true, despite
their tendency to drown
in a murky swell of mind.
Who doesn't appreciate
seven hundred and seventy-seven
as it zigs and zags
through our mouths?
There are six billion,
seven hundred and
eighty-seven thousand
people in this world-
approximatelyI have to appreciate ( Read more... ) -
waiting for the skies to open
there is visceral agony
intricately folded into
the fabric of our hearts-
a subtly miserable origami
never to be undone.
well, not forever anyway.
now, all is clouded over-if it would only rain,
things might soften for a time
and we could more easily embrace
our lushly soaked lives
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on latitudes
Here are the latitudes of places I've lived:
Gouverneur, NY:
44.33°N
Rochester, NY:
43.19°N
Lincoln, NE:
40.82°N
Fairbanks, AK:
64.82°N
Rice, MN:
45.75°N
I'm thinking the 45th parallel suits me well, for it is halfway between the Equator and the North Pole. And you know me, I'm fond of middle paths. -
You Reading This: Stop
You Reading This: StopDon't just stay tangled up in your life ( Read more... ) -
Satchmo poem
there ain't much better ( Read more... ) -
the fear
Grandmothers have been advising their offspring since the beginning of time to not talk about politics or religion among polite company. Otherwise, the conversation can quickly deteriorate into hurt feelings, fisticuffs and the eruption of terrible hellfire. The problem is that many, many people are blinded by fear in their hearts when ( Read more... ) -
soothe
gentle wind easing
through venerable oaks
while sunlight pours
through clear glass
into me
my heartfelt wish,
my prayer for the impossible-
is to give this to you now
so you may
let it in
and know:
there is peace
amidst suffering -
settling
I am settling into my new life, in the place that has become home in Rice, MN, quite nicely. The ease at which I've been able to be comfortable here is somewhat astonishing. Before flying down to look at houses in the St. Cloud area this past June, I had never even been anywhere in Minnesota outside the airport. Yet, when we checked out this ( Read more... ) -
cautionary poem (ode to friends gone)
The stars,
they are fading.
Don't kid yourselves people!
One more gone
and here we stand,
staring up at the spot
where our star once hung
now inky black-
empty.