Thursday, May 25, 2017
Wednesday, May 10, 2017
Far-Away Planet
There’s this
far-away planet
which I visited
once
The people who lived
there
Spoke
a different language
And in the years
I spent
living there
I learned that they had
no word for
“enlightenment”
The closest translation
into their language
meant
“The day he began to smile”
“Love” meant nothing
to them,
but the phrase
“The one who feeds you”
seemed almost Holy
“God”
translated to
“A room without walls”
And “War”
left them
entirely stumped
-Jim DuBois
circa 2000
From "Sometimes". Get a copy here.
far-away planet
which I visited
once
The people who lived
there
Spoke
a different language
And in the years
I spent
living there
I learned that they had
no word for
“enlightenment”
The closest translation
into their language
meant
“The day he began to smile”
“Love” meant nothing
to them,
but the phrase
“The one who feeds you”
seemed almost Holy
“God”
translated to
“A room without walls”
And “War”
left them
entirely stumped
-Jim DuBois
circa 2000
From "Sometimes". Get a copy here.
Wednesday, May 3, 2017
The Golden Age
The Golden Age
is now
The Golden Age
is always now
Me writing this,
you reading it
-Jim DuBois
April 30, 2017
is now
The Golden Age
is always now
Me writing this,
you reading it
-Jim DuBois
April 30, 2017
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