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A Song From The Suds Queen of my tub, I merrily sing, While the white foam raises high, And sturdily wash, and rinse, and wring, And fasten the clothes to dry; Then out in the free fresh air they swing, … Continue reading →

What is True one must be one to ever be two and if you were a day I’d find a way to live through you ~ Ben Kopel

Wine Tasting I think I detect cracked leather. I’m pretty sure I smell the cherries from a Shirley Temple my father bought me in 1959, in a bar in Orlando, Florida, and the chlorine from my mother’s bathing cap. And … Continue reading →

Around Us We need some pines to assuage the darkness when it blankets the mind, we need a silvery stream that banks as smoothly as a plane’s wing, and a worn bed of needles to pad the rumble that fills … Continue reading →

We Have Come To Be Danced We have come to be danced Not the pretty dance Not the pretty, pretty, pick me, pick me dance But the claw our way back into the belly Of the sacred, sensual animal dance … Continue reading →

Nothing Gold Can Stay Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. … Continue reading →

“sweet spring is your time is my time is our time for springtime is lovetime and viva sweet love” (all the merry little birds are flying in the floating in the very spirits singing in are winging in the blossoming) … Continue reading →