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Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.

- William Blake

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Poem by Think in the Morning: Three Deer

Poem by Think in the Morning: Three Deer

 Three deer eat in the mowed meadowTasting the flavor of gasoline and grass.I see them out of the glass windowAnd watch the wind furl their coats.They eat hungrily.The gasoline will kill them eventually.We have come by the way of the winding highwayStopped by...

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Poem by Think in the Morning: Two Poems

Poem by Think in the Morning: Two Poems

 Night and Day Oh Forest WoodYou block the sunAnd now the timeFor play is done.The mushroomed meadow, the needled rugLie in silenceThe worm, the root, the beaded dewWait in darkness.So quickly comes the dusk,The orange muddled night break,Privileged witness to the...

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Poem By Think In The Morning:  Nothing

Poem By Think In The Morning: Nothing

 I know that you areStanding thereIn your roomThinking how beautifulLife isBelieving that you canControl yourselfThat you can exist on a dietOf water and air.You are happy to be aloneLonely, but happy.It is inevitableThat you will remember ParisThat you will feel the...

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Poem by Think in the Morning: On The Fourth Of July 2021

Poem by Think in the Morning: On The Fourth Of July 2021

   On The Fourth of July 2021(Inspired by William Blake, Auguries of Innocence) The silent journey of fish upstreamEmbarks the infant on his dream. Those whose love the trumpets singAre those who have no such thing. A love that suffers through the blightOutlasts the...

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Come Let Us Reason Together

Come Let Us Reason Together

 The biblical phrase "come let us reason together" (Isaiah 1:18), one of President Lyndon Johnson's favorites, has been effectively replaced today with Bah Humbug!  Reason is now obstruction, invective has replaced debate.  Stalemate becomes the tactic because "where...

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Living With The Lowly Tanoak

Living With The Lowly Tanoak

 “Improvement makes straight roads; but the crooked roads without Improvement are the roads of genius.” William Blake The lowly tanoak even when dying or dead elevates my mood.  Literature is replete with the trope of the frightening forest.  For example, Dante lost...

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William Blake’s Lark

William Blake’s Lark

 As we slowly read the Doleful City of God by Adriana Diaz Enciso (translating from Spanish to English as we go), we are at the same time revisiting the work of William Blake upon whom Enciso's book is based.  The current blog is based on Blake's concept of the lark...

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Adriana Diaz Enciso: Doleful City of God

Adriana Diaz Enciso: Doleful City of God

 This life's dim windows of the soulDistorts the heavens from pole to poleAnd leads you to believe a lieWhen you see with, not through, the eye.    William Blake, The Everlasting Gospel Adriana Díaz Enciso is a Mexican poet, essayist, translator and writer. I came...

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Commencement Season Again

Commencement Season Again

 Last year Think in the Morning posted our Best Commencement Speech Ever by David Foster Wallace. There have been many great commencement addresses over the years.  Undoubtedly there will be more.  We still think DFW’s is one of the best and we read and listen to it...

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Poem by Think in the Morning: Rue de Marchands

Poem by Think in the Morning: Rue de Marchands

 Rue de Marchands I made my fortune selling hot dogsalong the Rue de Marchandsand am left now to squander itamong the fig trees of paradise. I made my fortune selling investmentsalong the boulevardsand am left now to squander itamong the fig trees of...

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Poem by Think in the Morning: Ode To Spring

Poem by Think in the Morning: Ode To Spring

 There have been no new translations from the Sanskrit this week.Philosophy is at a low point.Giant Matilija poppies in the gardenOvergrownHave collapsedThe stems and bloomsForming circlesHollow in the middleWhere silently at sunsetEmptiness waits for a messiah.This...

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