Tag Archives: Complicity

Thought For the Day: There Are Conditions of Blindness So Voluntary That They Become Complicity

“There are conditions of blindness so voluntary that they become complicity.” – Paul Bourget, novelist (2 Sep 1852-1935)

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When Children Speak

When our children speak, we should listen.  We never know what we might learn?  If nothing else how they see the world.  And I can think of no greater gift than understanding the world through the eyes and hearts of … Continue reading

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Holding Hands With the Sun

Falling in love with art is an intimate construction within ourselves expressed both outwardly and inwardly. Holding Hands With the Sun by Michael Doyle An experience of the narrative Doodles swirled in declarative Filling out the feels An imaginative look … Continue reading

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Relative Complicity

Na/GloPoWriMo Day 12 asks that we who take up the challenge of finding something dull that we’re willing to give away.  Well, sorry, but I’m twisting this into something that can never be owned, only given and that is so … Continue reading

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A Parchment To Write On

Today, April 1, 2019, marks the beginning of the annual National/Global Poetry Writing Month.  The first gauntlet flung down is to write a poem based on the idea of making something.  A friend suggested parchment.  This became to me how … Continue reading

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The Truth of the Present

It’s so easy to believe these are the bad ole days as modern day snake oil salesmen tell us of how horrible things are and that they’re bound to get worse.   But is that true?  Or, is the doom … Continue reading

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