This book containing a collection of my poetry is now available.
The planet earth is basically right-wing. By that I mean we are basically looking after our own interests, and that’s totally natural, as has been so well proven lately by the American Republican Party.
There’s a new video on YouTube, that I’ve watched a lot. Apparently Tom Jones and the British band The Cardigans have a hit with the old Talking Heads song Burnin' Down the House. To my mind the best version of that song is found in the great concert movie, Stop Making Sense, by Jonathan Demme. It includes what I consider the definitive version of Burnin' Down the House.
To the Trump Voters
For him you voted? You’re a fool.
You’re a Nazi, and you drool.
He plainly said what he would do,
If elected. Naught for you.
A dictatorship we soon will be,
Because you put in power he,
Who knows not how our systems work,
A moral imbecile. A jerk.
A few weeks ago, it was Pascha. The Eastern Orthodox version of Easter (usually later than the Western Easter—never earlier—and the most important holiday of the year, more important than Christmas), at which the above greeting and its response (Indeed/Truly/In Truth He Is Risen!) is called out, along with the troparion, about a zillion times, and, at least in the parish I used to go to, in many different languages.
What’s True
It’s all quite new: what’s everywhere around us.
It’s also old, but that should not astound us
There’s no dividing line between the two,
Or aught else either. And that much is true.
Compassion
Our notion of love’s just a misconception,
Gaining, at last, from the “other” some affection.
We’re wrong. There is no “other” that’s not you.
Love’s just seeing that. Knowing that it’s true.