by Warren Gaston | Jan 13, 2021
“If you would understand what I am, know this; all that I have said I have uttered playfully, and I was by no means ashamed, thereby. I danced.” Jesus Christ The Acts of John The house of the soul is a mansion. There are no walls in the house of the soul,...
by Warren Gaston | Jan 12, 2021
Poetry is useless. It gets nothing done. builds no houses, makes no sales, raises no taxes, organizes no cities into grids of streets and avenues, cannot drive I-94 from Chicago to Detroit, clears no snow from a winter storm, fixes no faucets, removes no tumors,...
by Warren Gaston | Jan 11, 2021
The Effusive Donald Trump I am so impressed with the technological and political prowess of Joe Biden and the Democrats. The organizational skill it took to purloin 81,283,098 votes for a 51.3% majority across the states and numerous county Boards of Election, not...
by Warren Gaston | Jan 11, 2021
written in Kennedy Airport waiting for a flight to Athens, Greece April 21, 1993 crowds coming, going a city waiting for flight arrive and depart whine of jet engines the language of flight birds fly silent wings
by Warren Gaston | Jan 8, 2021
On June 16, 2015, the heavens opened and descending effortlessly on a crystal flight of stairs, gliding down among a handpicked adoring throng, the emperor, in a brand-new suit arrived to claim his throne. All decked out in his ego’s desperate need for praise, he took...
