June Fragments

Fragment #1

“…he that loveth a book will never want a faithful friend, a wholesome counsellor, a cheerful companion, an effectual comforter…The reading of books, what is it but conversing with the wisest of men [and women] of all ages and all countries…

Isaac Barrow

Of Industry in Our Particular Calling as Scholars

Fragment #2

“Light falls from distant planets

The stars test us—do we measure up?

The Jury is still out.”

Fragment #3

“I am too poor to pay attention

The light too dazzling to comprehend

Use every crayon to color this world

But still I keep to the grayscale

                              Of safety”

Fragment #4

“Read wise books

Miss the point”

Fragment #5

“Here are the pieces I found

Of this fragment life

It must be fashioned again

From clay and water and time”

Fragment #6

It is good the world breaks

                        Occasionally

So we can rebuild it all

                        Again

We can remake it over and over

                        In Every Time

Rich fabrics or in stone

                        Bricks and mortar

Remember, it is always coming

                        Falling again

We work from memory

                        And dust”

Conclusion

These are the jagged shards of my thinking, while listening to ghosts in the still-dark morning.

This is the sadness of the world, and in time, hope.