Electric Light Comes to Moscow

Boris Pasternak Writing 1919 by Leonid Pasternak 1862-1945

At midnight, not a flicker; it’s still burning,
blank and unobtrusive on my desk.
No presence to be taken in or tended:
a flame that’s conquered night but lost its breath.

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Yesterday We Found It

They lined the pit with well-cut planks,
and when the body was laid in,
they roofed it close with more wood.
Then they heaped earth down,
to preserve the corpse, worthy vessel
of its soul, from rain and time’s ruin.

Yesterday we found it.

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Viewing “Shampoo” 41 Years Later on Election Night 2016

Still standing on that hill,
watching our corrupted dreams
drive away.

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“Three Spirits”

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“Three Spirits.” Ink sketch, digital color.

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Inner State

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Where is the ghost in this great misfiring,
the malevolent spirit fouling the lines,
tying hard knots here, loosing poison there,
everywhere constricting and silting up the flow?

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Morning by the Creek, 1857

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The apparition was glimpsed on the far side of the creek. It shimmered in a cloud of strange light, yet cast no reflection on the water. My camera, already set up to capture the quiet morning scene, instead impressed this wondrous spectacle upon its plates. Sometimes it appeared to be a single figure, at other times there looked to be a second by its side. Some human aspect it seemed to have, but with an otherworldliness so strong and frenzied it left one almost deranged. Yet I held steady, the camera on its stand held steady – and so too the apparition, at least long enough for the image to form. Then, as suddenly and soundlessly as it came, it dissolved into the morning air, and the world, which had seemed frozen or spellbound, set at some far remove, was suddenly released back into its normal flow.

 

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Posted up by CounterPunch:

“Before our white brothers arrived to make us civilized men,
we didn’t have any kind of prison. Because of this, we had no delinquents.
Without a prison, there can be no delinquents.
We had no locks nor keys and therefore among us there were no thieves.
When someone was so poor that he couldn’t afford a horse, a tent or a blanket,
he would, in that case, receive it all as a gift.
We were too uncivilized to give great importance to private property.
We didn’t know any kind of money and consequently, the value of a human being
was not determined by his wealth.
We had no written laws laid down, no lawyers, no politicians,
therefore we were not able to cheat and swindle one another.
We were really in bad shape before the white men arrived and I don’t know
how to explain how we were able to manage without these fundamental things
that (so they tell us) are so necessary for a civilized society.”

– John (Fire) Lame Deer, Sioux Lakota – 1903-1976

 

 

“Before our white brothers arrived to make us civilized men,we didn’t have any kind of prison. Because of this, we had…

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