Tuesday, October 21, 2008
i often feel strange. i often feel out of place.
i crave to share this world with someone who can taste the color of every moment.
what is the meaning of this bright color?
what can i learn from its blinding strike into my eye?
i feel the pulse in my veins.
im living. breathing. dreaming.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Im doing a project for a college course on a couple poems by this great man. Check em out, and if you have time: browse his website:
These are beautiful...
We Two Boys Together Clinging
Song of the Open Road