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Archive for October, 2007

Finally, Halloween is here! Thank you for journeying through a month of pumpkins and leaves and fall days and somber mornings and chill afternoons and eerie nights with me. What a wonderful month of macabre and celebratory poems to remind us of autumn and Halloween. Now, for our grand finale…Edgar Allan Poe’s “The Raven.” The [...]

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The Inner Room It is mine – the little chamber, Mine alone. I had it from my forbears Years agone. Yet within its walls I see A most motley company, And they one and all claim me As their own. There’s one who is a soldier Bluff and keen; Single-minded, heavy-fisted, Rude of mien. He [...]

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The Three Witches All the moon-shed nights are over, And the days of gray and dun; There is neither may nor clover, And the day and night are one. Not an hamlet, not a city Meets our strained and tearless eyes; In the plain without a pity, Where the wan grass droops and dies. We [...]

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One Word Rime My brother was a selfish thing, from an accursed people. I, an enemy, praised him. As a joke, he answered. My brother was, as he always was, running out into the rime, the ground, dim, like mustard taken to powder and scattered. He was a man, doubled- was hale and healthy but [...]

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The Farmer’s Bride Three Summers since I chose a maid, Too young maybe – but more’s to do At harvest-time than bide and woo. When us was wed she turned afraid Of love and me and all things human; Like the shut of a winter’s day Her smile went out, and ‘twadn’t a woman – [...]

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Shadow-of-a-Leaf Elf-blooded creature, little did he reck Of this blind world’s delights, Content to wreathe his legs around his neck For warmth on winter nights; Content to ramble away Through his deep woods in May; Content, alone with Pan, to observe his forest rites. Or, cutting a dark cross of beauty there All out of [...]

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Phantasmagoria Canto I: The Trysting One winter night, at half-past nine, Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine, And supper, with cigars and wine, Was waiting in the study. There was a strangeness in the room, And Something white and wavy Was standing near me in the gloom [...]

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Ulalume The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere – The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir – It was down [...]

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I am going to take the photo archive off of this site and start posting a photo a day at http://gordianknot.wordpress.com. Much like here, I will post things I have created as well as those that speak to me. I will write about the process of making pictures and the process of experiencing pictures other [...]

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