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Emily

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Throughout the ages man has but little heeded the advice of the wise men. He has been - fatefully, if not willfully - less virtuous, less constant, less rational, less peaceful than he knows how to be, than he is fully capable of being. He has been led astray from the ways of peace and brotherhood by his addiction to concepts and attitudes of narrow nationalism, racial and religious bigotry, greed and lust for power. Despite this, despite the almost continuous state of war to which bad human relations have condemned him, he has made steady progress. In his scientific genius, man has wrought material miracles and has transformed his world. He has harnessed nature and has developed great civilizations. But he has never learned very well how to live with himself. The values he has created have been predominantly materialistic; his spiritual values have lagged far behind. He has demonstrated little spiritual genius and has made little progress toward the realization of human brotherhood. In the contemporary atomic age, this could prove man's fatal weakness.Alfred Nobel, a half-century ago, foresaw with prophetic vision that if the complacent mankind of his day could, with equanimity, contemplate war, the day would soon inevitably come when man would be confronted with the fateful alternative of peace or reversion to the Dark Ages. Man may well ponder whether he has not now reached that stage. Man's inventive genius has so far outreached his reason - not his capacity to reason but his willingness to apply reason - that the peoples of the world find themselves precariously on the brink of total disaster.--Ralph Bunche, Nobel Lecture, December 11, 1950

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Twenty-Four

A white woman dreaming of innocence, of a country childhood, apple-blossom driftings, is held in a DC-10 above the purity of a thick cloud ceiling in a vault of purest blue. She feels safe. Here,...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Apr 2009 19:54:00 GMT

Sow Flowers

Islamist militants bombed the mausoleum of Sufi poet Rahman Baba in Peshawar today. Three days after warning against visitation and respect paid to it by women. His grave was destroyed and the shrine ...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Mar 2009 11:45:00 GMT

Snowy

For days they have swarmed the thistle baglike flies to a sweet.The snow began early and broadened.They lifted in two flocks from the side of the alder,circled the slough of willowsas if they would ...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Jan 2009 08:11:00 GMT

I cling to my hopeful visions

like a cast away clutching a seat cushion.   She couldn't always remember the place she was missing, but that didn't stop her from being in an acute state of longing, which only intensified as ...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Oct 2008 18:01:00 GMT

desire

(Yakshi at Great Stupa in Sanchi) ...as I practiced meditation with increasing vigor, peeking through the dusty draperies of routinized thought into the raw immediacy of my own physical presence in ...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Aug 2008 09:05:00 GMT

I felt myself melting

into the shadows like the negative of a person I'd never seen before in my life. -Sylvia Plath, "The Bell Jar"     I am saying that the world is wider than anyone thought  the wome...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jul 2008 10:20:00 GMT

"What the Woman Said"

    I don't want to offend anybody but I never did like fucking all that much. Like I always say   the saw enjoys the wood more than the wood enjoys the sawknow what I mean?   ...
Posted by on Mon, 19 May 2008 11:13:00 GMT

The Law of Return

In the beginning was sound. I was an ear in a tunnel of sound. I floated, curled and still, rocked by each deep, clear tone, resting in the rush of silence between the notes.     Music ...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 10:41:00 GMT

David Berman

Self Portrait At 28 I know it's a bad titlebut I'm giving it to myself as a gifton a day nearly canceled by sunlightwhen the entire hill is approachingthe ideal of Virginiabrochured with goldenrod and...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Oct 2007 12:19:00 GMT

Leaves of Grass

[To Think of Time] 1 To think of time--of all that retrospection, To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward. Have you guess'd you yourself would not continue? Have you dreaded these eart...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Sep 2007 18:26:00 GMT