… dying day— When, lo, tip-tap at window-pane, My visitor had come again, To peck late supper at his ease, A morsel of … from lamp-lit room, Should peering from the Unconscious come My hidden spirit, and fill me then With love, delight, …
… messages to humanity—Christ, Buddha, Confucius—have come from out the East. It is not unreasonable to suppose … they are serving to transport us to one of those high points of spiritual vantage, from which we may gaze down … of our forefathers, would substitute for them those medieval in struments of torture—the scourge, the rack, the …
… anybody could say anything worth saying on a subject so complex, so obscure, so apparently hopeless. Who could … and biography. But whether there has been a more or less commonly shared and continuous mental pattern throughout … way. Clearly there is much truth in this view. For individuals it can be proved to have happened over and over again. …
Reporting
… give me the entire world, but I will not leave. I want to die and be buried here. There are three sacred things in … locals, but the “bad” mining companies of the past. Its website is littered with buzz language like “sustainable … will be irretrievably lost. To illustrate his words, he points up: there are large stone arches of a yellowish color …
Poetry
… Eleven years had passed inside her body, all of them as my companion, having found her as a kitten shut up in a cage. …
… In high school I lied about my dead father’s death, said he died of a heart problem. I couldn’t say the word suicide. … But it was heart trouble that took him so low he couldn’t come back up. He owned the ESSO on the main highway, Number … high school. My dead father says I told a truth slower in coming. I was only five. Like a by-pass, the traffic flowing …