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If you think you’ve lost your paradise,
you probably never found it.
Paradise is not just nice;
it means even when confounded
you’ve still got your peace of mind… 22 more words


Wide Open

You love your little lane;
The hedgerow of your birth.
It’s all you’ve ever known.
It’s where you keep your hearth.

You’ve never thought of moving. 76 more words



Everywhen is neverwhere,
space and time combined;
every moment surrounded
by alternatives denied.

The moment is an island
in a sea of time and space. 17 more words

Creative Writing

"Teaching is not a lost art, but the regard for it is a lost tradition"*...

One quibbles with Jacques Barzun, the author of this post’s title quote, at one’s peril.  Still, as Lapham’s Quarterly points out, disrespect, even disdain for formal education has a long history.   348 more words

Alone Together

You peer out between the bars of your cell and jealously marvel at the freedom of the clouds in the sky. How did you end up in here, trapped and alone? 377 more words

Creative Writing

How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Being Alone

I’ve never been good at being friendly. At the beginning of every school year since 6th grade I’ve promised myself I’d talk to more people and make more friends, and every year I broke that promise. 649 more words


I’m Morgan: A lawyer, a husband, a father, a son, a brother, a martial artist, a Unitarian, a transcendentalist, a writer, a Puerto Rican, a Minnesotan, an American, a man, a human… One little, two little, three little labels. 182 more words