Monthly Archives: August 2009

There are days, like today, when I don’t feel like following the prompt of Random Chance. But I have learned that resistance to Chance only leads to another poem that I’ll like even less. Also Emily isn’t here necessarily to … Continue reading →

Today is the fourth anniversary of Hurricane Katrina. Emily wants to talk about Hope. #1547, c. 1882 Hope is a subtle Glutton — He feeds upon the Fair — And yet — inspected closely What Abstinence is there — His … Continue reading →

If you need something concrete to understand the fluid nature of perception and its relationship to growth, look no further than the eyeballs in your own head. Emily finds the key right here: #419, c. 1862 We grow accustomed to … Continue reading →