Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

your mother watching over you

long time ago your daughter wrote about a great white bird watching over me. I can't remember what kind of a bird, probably a chicken

I love the darkness in Camus
the sky full of signs and wonders.
the tender indifference of the stars

"intellectual work should be directed towards the relief of man's estate."

Sad frightened country here,
feels like open season on women and children
what can a poor man do.
for her relief

long time ago your daughter wrote about a great white bird watching over me. I can't remember what kind of a bird, probably a chicken

Maybees an angel to watch over you.

"Will you see the stars tonight? Will you come outside & look at them with me"?
There's a fresh breeze... Turtle doves have taken to the airs. Look, there go some albino crows. A large star rises in the east. The darkness is punctuated with prisms of light...
Oh great holy night...