by Warren Gaston | Oct 23, 2023
I stand between my shadow and the sun. My shadow moves. I know I am alive. Or is the sun alive, or both.
by Warren Gaston | Oct 22, 2023
History adheres. The past, sticks fast to the present, as the present clings to the future. The past is not set, it unsettles. Where do you think history goes when it slips over the hill of time? The sun seems to set at dusk only to rise again out of the rut of night...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 16, 2023
He carries the code of eternity in his wallet. Smaller than a credit card, on one side, the face and name of the one who will get us through if we know how to ask. On the other side; how to ask.
by Warren Gaston | Oct 14, 2023
We want there to be something, someone, even better, aggressively benign, both charm and care. A god not strictly defined, yet influential, the kind met, not on a Damascus Road, but walking down from the Parthenon past the Theater of Dionysus into the city....
by Warren Gaston | Oct 10, 2023
Our day star has chased the night stars away. I sip first coffee. Caffeine rustles my senses, I hear a bird in the pine tree. So much news I must choose to ignore to briefly maintain this pleasure. ...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 7, 2023
Don’t flicker about, about this, about that, linger hard, rest nearly close to completely, a sponge in the sea of the world, letting, like god in the first days, allowing what is to be to be e x p e r i e n c e d, a sign of inscrutable presence,...
by Warren Gaston | Sep 28, 2023
“Let be be finale of seem.” The Emperor of Ice Cream Wallace Stevens My life is fine, not bad, okay. Yet sadness heaves heavy. The surrogate world oozes deputized artifice. The real real is disregarded What seems is credited reliable. This is cause enough...
by Warren Gaston | Sep 22, 2023
Today I touched a horse. I haven’t touched a horse in seven years, then at a country fair, before, on a farm. I no longer live in the neighborhood of horses. The horse fly, who lives closely with his namesake, enjoys the intimacy of annoying horses. Over millennium...
by Warren Gaston | Sep 20, 2023
Have you noticed, as the world opens up we get smaller? Seems to be the case. Does expanding vastness scare the mind, causing attention to shrink back in fear. A wet wool sweater on a warm summer day tightens with comfort as heat wicks moisture away. The danger of...
by Warren Gaston | Sep 11, 2023
late afternoon stillheat gathers on the underside of grass leaves stillheat sinks in oak roots lingers in the labial folds of roses stillheat hides in bits of silicate shining quartz the ant carries the burden of stillheat on its back stillheat cools in the wake of...
