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Tag Archives: Voice from the Whirlwind
Actually, I kinda like clouds…
Clouds are actually really beautiful, when I’m not feeling grey. A little about the aha! experience of 1984, when I permanently came out of my former self-hatred. Continue reading
Posted in depression
Tagged aha, Book of Job, Caprica (TV), clouds, giving up self-hate, grey, poem excerpt, Sylvia, Voice from the Whirlwind
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Job 42.13
A poem based upon a verse in the Book of Job, with an account by a Kansas farmer who saw the inside of a tornado in 1928. Continue reading
Posted in No Way Way, Poems
Tagged Bible, Book of Job, natural disasters, poem, theodicy, Voice from the Whirlwind, writing
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Buddha in the coffee shop
My Side Street Saturday included an encounter with a handcarved Vietnamese Buddha of white-grey marble, which its owner hopes to sell as a fundraiser for Veterans for Peace. A little about Job, integrity, cold, & low atmospheric pressure, too. Continue reading
Posted in Cold, Journal, No Way Way
Tagged Bible, Book of Job, Buddha, Cold notes, integrity, Side Street Espresso, theodicy, Voice from the Whirlwind, winter, writing
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