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Your work is to bend the arc, outside yourself, toward one another.

:- Doug.

Friend, into You, outside myself.

:- Doug.

Much of my reading has been a search for what pulls me out of myself. That might indeed be my meaning of “evoke.” Then why is Bashō engaging reading, but not quite evocative for me these last few days? Why does Nietzsche have me pondering, but not producing?

:- Doug.

I want to explore what it means to range.

:- Doug.

Home is where any people gather. Unexpected response in abundant welcome, nurtured.

:- Doug.

Transcendence is among
Losing oneself in the moment
Is
Standing outside oneself
Slowly slowly now

:- Doug.

Humans, instable, wild, by turns intoxicated and brooding, are fertile, a garden planted in rows growing to profusion and harvest, going dormant a spell then spinning all over.

:- Doug.

Symbiosis might always be a three-party affair: agriculture is what grasses did to people to overpower trees; symbiosis is what flowers did to bees to capture human fancy: to what purpose, or is it less knowable than purpose?

:- Doug.

A better humanity
a bell we can almost almost ring
reach reach for the string

:- Doug.

We could haunt our generations. A good way to converse! Is this a fitting role for ancestors?

:- Doug.

Where O where did my past routine go?
Months and months it’s not been seen
But when I get this new vaccine,
Since I don’t want this old way back
What O what shall I do?

:- Doug.

What is the mythos human? Does the human need a place, a home?

:- Doug.

What is human but to work to glean one another?

:- Doug.

First the feeling
Now a search for cause
Only then arises an emotion

Here’s where Nietzsche’s thought that music is primal, preceding words and thought even takes me: something flows through us and out of us. Following from that is recognition, conception, search, and the building begins.

:- Doug.

Do the patriotic thing—get vaccinated against covid—and fears.

:- Doug.

We might
in this one
in front of us
the one life
detect

:- Doug.

Out from the nightmare years! The ghoul is departed!

:- Doug.

Each
the one life flowing
How?

:- Doug.

He was a disease upon our land and now that it has been excised the wound will still pain us a while and half a while.

:- Doug.

Hubris it is to think that thinking is not only able to perceive humanicity, but to correct it.

:- Doug.

Here is a daily way to receive the deeply human: Writing and immediately getting out our poems for those who need them, whether of the generations now alive, or earlier, or later.

:- Doug.

We wail on birth, making a music primal. Making a music, a poetry that plays with music, is a way to receive the deeply human.

:- Doug.

Write a poem for someone who needs it. Now.

:- Doug.