Tag Archives: Reality

SEEING OUR WAY

Posted on April 6, 2018 by David Scanlon

Each time we see our way It feels as though we may Steal away to another world Where happiness is unfurled. Leaving our world that may fall A wholeness of being in us all: During our brief moments flight A … Continue reading →

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – XLVI

Posted on March 7, 2018 by Fernando Pessoa

In this way or that way, Conforming to the race but not racing, I am able to at times speak my mind, And at times say evil from the melting pot, I will write my poetry without intention, Like if … Continue reading →

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – XXXII

Posted on March 4, 2018 by Fernando Pessoa

Yesterday afternoon a man from the city Spoke outside the tavern door. Spoke to me too. Spoke of justice and the struggle for justice And of the workers who suffer, And the constant work, and those who are hungry, And … Continue reading →

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STOP BEING WHAT YOU ARE NOT

Posted on March 3, 2018 by David Scanlon

Living within the moment, Seeing beyond human fear, Where: the thing is the thing; Joy is seeing you as who you are; Meaning is being and angst. Searching within and without But not wanting anything: for, To be is already … Continue reading →

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GO HIGH IN THE SKY OH MOON OF SPRING

Posted on February 25, 2018 by Fernando Pessoa

Go high in the sky oh moon of Spring I think of you and within me I am complete. Run through the vacant fields to me you light breeze. I think of you, I murmur your name; and you are … Continue reading →

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