by Warren Gaston | Jan 4, 2017
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by Warren Gaston | Jan 1, 2017
Let’s say you woke up one morning to a world completely to your liking. You liked the news, yesterday’s, the week before, the year, and history, all centuries, and quite likely you will like tomorrow, the future, and the future’s future after that. Predictions....
by Warren Gaston | Dec 26, 2016
Our everyday speech is salted and peppered with poetry. Swear words are poetry. They pour verbal gasoline on whatever linguistic fire we have started. Compare “I hate you” with “F . . . you”. Which has more emotional punch? Every time we use ‘like’ to compare one...
by Warren Gaston | Dec 20, 2016
Why use unfamiliar words, strange words, foreign words, words spelled with the Greek alphabet? To show off – right? Wrong. Not showing off – but showing out and in. -Showing out to see the interrelationships of words with each other. -Showing in to see the...
by Warren Gaston | Dec 17, 2016
In the most exquisitely refined theologies there is no need to name a god. The category ‘divinity’ would be superfluous, an addition that subtracts, distracting our affinity from the innate attractive grandeur of the world. κενοθεοφωνίa– god chatter...
by Warren Gaston | Dec 12, 2016
The main thrust of the poem is the preciousness of life. These subterraneans have learned so much about life from death, the brevity, the preciousness. From the grave the dead now realize how precious life is, and how much of their lives they have spent on petty...
