by pbsartist | Feb 26, 2019 | OPENstudio
what makes us afraid is our great freedom in the face of the emptiness that has still to be filled karl jaspers It is not my face peeling away loosening and falling in the darkening lightness of these years it is not the backs of arm nor the inset of thighs channeling...
by pbsartist | Feb 24, 2019 | OPENstudio
in continuity with all yesterdays yet with a semblance of carrying no attachments no past nor even future only this presence a need for constant self-revision overtakes me again growth renunciation a forward motion that has nothing to do with getting anywhere this is...
by pbsartist | Feb 19, 2019 | OPENstudio
old definitions which once set limits to my living, break apart like dried crusts. riff, Rilke the mirror gets clearer and cleaner. anxiety of ‘losing’ slips away down the drain. no sooner, I can not recall it being anywhere other than washed away. the...
by pbsartist | Feb 17, 2019 | OPENstudio
I think of it still as a lucky break one of many visible in hindsight not that I didn’t set the stage and put props in place but one nonetheless that showed up in the just the right time at just the right place as lucky breaks tend to do not everyone might see...
by pbsartist | Feb 14, 2019 | OPENstudio
I’ve heard love does not last That time trials wear away the thin veneer of youthful exuberance that first bloom I’ve seen it true, love does not last Yet I have entered into a something inexplicable We both hear the call of the cynic saying what we feel...
by pbsartist | Feb 12, 2019 | OPENstudio
bedtime 7pm like a child tucked in droopy-lidded the sound of night traffic still flashing through the window blind slats My hands hold gently a book between them the intentions good one story before bed a few pages inspiration a chapter perhaps. It rests most...
