Author name: Rattle

Poems, Tributes

This Too Shall Pass

The flame that burns so bright, this too shall pass
However strong the light, this too shall pass

You heap the wood upon the open fire
And set the world alight, this too shall pass

Audio, Poems

Meaning

My mother is eighty-two,
not so steady on her feet;

she falls now and then;
last week, in her driveway;

missed a step she said; she has
more of them now:

Audio, Poems

An Argument Against Cynicism

What surprises me more than a new
millipede species was discovered this week
in Los Angeles County is that anyone cares
enough about millipedes to look for them. Entomologists
may be the last true heroes.

Poems, Tributes

At the End

How can one ever begin at the end? —Death is regeneration at the end Waiz lives piety, prays five times

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