Poetry – Page 6 – Love the Dust

All of us are trees

If I wished to shake this tree with my hand, I should not be able to do so… –Nietzsche’s ZarathustraMore

As above

…tremors of love through your brief, / Undeniable selves…. –Mark Strand, “The Continuous Life”More

I chase after my work! –Nietzsche’s ZarathustraMore

Is there not also still lacking–humanity itself? –NietzscheMore

The clearest sky is plenty opaqueMore

So when the danger is so great that death has become one’s hope, despair is the disconsolateness of not being able to die. –KierkegaardMore

Good, better, best / never let it rest / until your good is better / and your better best. –My Great-GrandmaMore

If others saw us at our business its absurdity would shineMore

Things not only die at the extremities but also liveMore

Ghosts rarely have time to linger anywhereMore

So many flowers, stepped upon and decayed before I had a chance to see themMore

Only a catastrophe can save us. –Zizek, paraphrasing Heidegger, who said in his Der Spiegel inteview, “only a god can save us.”More

This world . . . ever was, and is, and shall be, ever-living Fire, in measures being kindled and in measure going out. –HeraclitusMore

The best turned weary of their works. –Thus Spoke ZarathustraMore