The Great Chain of Being (R7)


There is a certain something-or-other one might call a Whole, a Great Chain of Being, a Grand Undifferentiation, everything connected up together while seeming to be separated, the step-on-a-butterfly-in-Outer-Mongolia-and-a -little-lad-in-Birmingham-falls-off-his-bicycle syndrome. You can easily get the feeling of the Great Unity of All Being by stepping outside of a spring night to gaze up at […]

Found Poems (R7)


Preamble About thirty years ago I became stuck in this double-bind: while I was spending time reading I had the feeling that I was wasting time when I could have been writing; while I was focussed on writing I developed the trance of feeling that writing was getting in the way of reading. When you’re […]