“I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.” -Jack London
Ditto.
Thank you all for reading, many blessings, love, Kristin
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when I close my eyes / stilling the whale from breeching – / dust of all that is Kristin Reynolds 10 31 2009
...the way / of my love. The calling of the familiar; / how it glides, / waiting tears brimming / from it’s cusp towards / the needy earth / yearning / to be siph…
“I is an Other…” Rimbaud wrote, / and this is he, who takes the staff, / the one who knows the one, / its mechanics and service; / It is blind / and running scared, / an empty sac blowing on / …
Soul of my eye, / judge this impulsive pink heart / no more… Eat your vision / with the hungry burden / of Rumi’s unquenchable fish – / spit out your heart / no more! It is so hard, / this…
I ask my hands, / “Why am I here?” They do not answer. They are preoccupied, / rummaging around / in an overstuffed handbag, / searching / for their lost god. © Kristin Reynolds 11 3 09…
I never should have handed you / my pretty pink ballet slippers. They had hung off the edge of my bed / for as long as I can remember, And then I met you. You stroked their soft silk; / trace…