Recent Literary

• What the Soul is

  Soul is the furniture in my waiting room: barbed wire argyle couch, end tables made of MG wire hubcaps, a 60 watt brown sugar lamp with chain mail pull cord—overheated into molasses puddle, drained into ears and nose, a terrible head col...

  by: LeHast

• hope valley

  yesterday, I came across the distant valley we once fell upon each other; where the good earth; curved to the shape of your mouth, still glistens as it did that day—oh, how I remember you, so silent without gesture, giving thanks to the infant ...

  by: jkaiser

• Modern fanaticism is a different...

   First, there is the material she uses: all her two-dimensional work — posters, woodcuts, charcoal drawings — is in black and white. The unartistic world that our eye perceives is ‘black and white’ only metaphorically, bu...

  by: molly

• This leaves us, in the void of ou...

  This leaves us, in the void of our everyday lives, confined to the passive state of playing the role imposed by second nature, keeping our essential powers and the longing for a beautiful life hidden away under the required mask. The mask has grown f...

  by: molly

• It means that the human essence...

   The first is what this book discusses as rejection. It is a moment when the confidence in our essence gathers enough strength to burst into the open, in spite of the power of the given, which is inimical to it. The other response to our contrad...

  by: molly

• Occupy

              Every arm stroke was smooth and practiced.  They had done this many times.  Harmless expression was all they considered it to be.  These kinds of projects occupied much of their time, bu...

  by: Ambulo