We Live in a World
We live in a world where frittata rhymes with medulla oblongata. Ten out of ten people on the planet prefer peace over war. And yet, war still rages. Go figure. We live in a time when common sense has overdosed on idiot pills. We ask how come, why for, what happened? Answers aren’t forthcoming. I still check my mailbox every day. History is done with repeating itself, rhyming, two-timing, being duplicitous, backing us into a corner, undoing all the good that’s been done. Human hearts are resilient little creatures, thump, thump, thumping in our chests. But, come on. Nevermore rhymes with folklore. Eddie A. Poe was a man in the know. He was a man of letters who’s still on our minds, especially when glorious autumn nights roll into town – seen through holes in the dense fog. I walk through evening alleyways and backstreets, in love with the wind shaking the highest leaves. And I’m quite fond of how multi-hued mystical neon lights open secret corners of my mind. I live in a world where all-night diners hold a place in my heart, especially the ones that never close. I stay in tune with things that matter – open minds, open hearts, open diners, open hours when I can read, open doors, open roads, openings you’d once thought were closed, open feelings, open paths, open-tuned guitars, short-cuts in hedges leading to always-open city parks, wide open night skies with tree branches pointing up into openings in galaxies, leading to the open never-closed mysteries of time and space, traveling on and on…
@Russell C Smith Three neon sentences stop me this morning:
"We live in a world where frittata rhymes with medulla oblongata.
Ten out of ten people on the planet prefer peace over war.
And yet, war still rages."
One is a brain delight.
Two are gut punches.
Just another Substack morning.
Russell-- it took me a minute to check out your work, and now that I’m in, I’ll probably neglect it most of the time. I’m trying not to spend so much time here. But I am definitely in; you’ve got good ideas AND good sentences, and we never have enough of either. And thanks for the restack, too!