Pan's Garden

One of my all-time favorites, freshly relevant:  Feeling Fucked Up, Etheridge Knight Lord she’s gone done left me done packed / up and sp...

Apropos of nothing, really, but Ta-Nehisi Coates over at The Atlantic reminded me of Etheridge Knight, author of one of my favorite poems,...

From Michael Kerr over at Melancholy Sideshow : Wealth Thank you for the box of diamonds I can tell you worked hard on the label

This is very cool. Somehow Sully found a recording of one of America's brightest lights and one of my favorite poets, Walt Whitman, rea...

I just love these old photos. Hat tip: Jennifer Hart

Part I of Walt Whitman 's "Song of Myself:" I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every...

"The walls between art and engineering exist only in our minds."  This is very, very cool. Pete, I think you'll dig it the mos...

EVERYTHING IS WAITING FOR YOU Your great mistake is to act the drama  as if you were alone.  As if life were a progressive and cunning crime...

From one of my favorites, Pablo Neruda . I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread ...

In honor of National Black History Month, a post about one the most haunting, heart-breaking songs of the 20th century. Strange Fruit Southe...

Would you chase the wind to find happiness? To wind up lost and alone on a distant shore. And the wind? It’s stopped. Disappeared. Like a gh...

Rapids and All If the world is a land of dreams With shifting sands and streams of consciousness Then let’s shift with them And ride them— r...

I am the radiant sun Whose flaming tendrils Surround you with their heat, Enter you with their fire, Hungrily devour your flesh. Hungrily, I...

The Great God Pan is not dead! I've just been asleep... But now I'm awake. Like a volcano I've been dormant for too long, Now I...

Okay, now this officially isn't just a politically oriented blog.  No Resolve A new year is upon us Breathing down our necks. Heavy with...