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There is a work to be undertaken, even by those no longer fully of the humus, the cyborgs and robots: to meet and stretch humanicity.

This may in fact be the thing: to be more than before. And that is the study: of humanity, what is more, what is better?

:- Doug.

I saw, I see, my role as beyond lawyer, beyond poet to human. Son of humus.

:- Doug.

She sees a stack of clean laundry
I see things ready to be worn by turns
She sees a dirty jacket thrown on top
I see a soft place for a soft jacket
Same house different experiences

:- Doug.

To enliven the living

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 1989

See: the bully in the covid shop.

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I’m a converser
with generations

:- Doug.

Our bigger voice
let us help one
another find

:- Doug.

I am pulled to look into the architecture of all things. Pulled to look into disparate unlike fields.

:- Doug.

I am entering my productive period. I am maturing.

:- Doug.

We play
We converse
Same weaving

:- Doug.

Some days you’re the crown princess, some days the court jester, and some the village dimwit.

:- Doug.

The going on will go on.

:- Doug.

I don’t want to check my thinking with yours
I want mine to trampoline off yours
And yours off mine

:- Doug.

My task in art-making calls for ever more questing into the human condition.

:- Doug.

If it were true, would that be love?

:- Doug.

Beyond magic
play

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 1988

You are The United States of America. I am The United States of America. We are a secret each to the other—and essential.

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Inevitably muffled
my voice
giving offspring
this invitation
I gesture
put up
a Stonehenge

:- Doug.

My body pulls against a weight
your muscles feel resistance
conversing across centuries

:- Doug.

The measure of the quality of humanity is whether we can imagine falling in love with it.

:- Doug.

Savor, allow the flavors to sit on various areas of your tongue and mouth by turns, sit some longer times. Notice the new flavors, nuances.

:- Doug.

We’d ought to create metaphors in verb forms. If we are to bring our poetry and art alive, it needs to move, make, separate, join, destroy, stroke, punch, prohibit.

:- Doug.

You focus infinity.

:- Doug.