by phillipw | Oct 4, 2019 | LO
October 8, 1999 “ ‘ Come,’ I said to him. ‘It is time to go now, away from all this and to where we can be alone.’ I was trembling. How many times had I dreamed of this moment. And get it had come so quickly, and there were so many questions I should...
by phillipw | Oct 4, 2019 | LO
The Sun Rose Once Beside Our Farther Coast “And my dark soul is happy again, because it does not know how to be anything else for very long, and because the pain is a deep dark sea in which I would drown if I did not sail my little craft steadily over the...
by phillipw | Oct 4, 2019 | Uncategorized
Puzzle “Right . . . what is my point? My point is simply that I love you, that we’re linked in some way that none of the others is linked.” ~Anne Rice, Memnoch the Devil Of course I don’t remember this gilt...
by phillipw | Oct 4, 2019 | FR, LO
Mt. Rainier and Companionship I lie, a lake beneath your mountain range, Beneath your Cascades peaks and steepest sides. I brood and find the highest heavens strange Except that they bend down and stir up tides Because you touch them with rock beauty. Your Crests...
by phillipw | Oct 4, 2019 | AT, DA
Soundless Hymns of Dawkins Hmmm. Even if there is no God, is that A truth that needs a celebration? Should Huzzahs of glee erupt if faith goes splat? Is triumph fitting if eternal good And Love are shown to be a sigh, no more? If godlessness is proved, do humans...
