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    Archive for the "Death" Category

    I am impressed with existence lately

    His Orangeness surveys the killing floor Neil deGrasse Tyson, in this recent CBS video, is asked if he believes in God. He says, among other things, The more I look at the universe, the less convinced I am that there is something benevolent going on… I look at disasters that afflict Earth, and life on Earth: […]

    Grief is the cleanest cut

    Scott Simmons, Eastern Phoebe (2013) THERE IS A quiet clearing alongside a pond in the forest not far from here. That’s how I like to think about it, anyway, because it sounds like I live in the deep woods, perhaps in some magnificent and lonesome boreal expanse, which I do not. I live in Decatur, […]

    Three months, three birds

    Not a ruby-throated, but close enough. John James Audubon, Mango Hummingbird, Detail of Plate 184 of Birds of America. Click image for a nice high-resolution version of the whole thing OUTER SPACE is still out there I suppose, but my personal cosmos has really contracted since Dad died. These days my thoughts are on the birds […]

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    God and the blackbird

    John James Audubon, American Crow, Plate 156 of Birds of America About an hour before Dad died I glanced out of his bedroom window and saw a crow. It was perched in a familiar poplar right at eye level and only a few yards away. I stopped to look at it. After a few seconds it […]

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