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• 9/11

  by Thomas Brumley September 11, 2012
  And there - on his ship is Odysseus He must choose to sail near the Six-headed monster Scylla or – Near the whirlpool Charybdis in order to reach Ithaca   In his maelstrom they converge To form a shape of an elliptical Orbit, from which I return Again and again to his origin   Am...

• A Poem Burns In Me

  by Thomas Brumley September 11, 2012
  “A poem burns in me like a fire - I am the kindling. The ambers scatter about me as the blaze creates shadows that dance on the stage where images manifest and reveal birth and death.” TGBrumley, 2012

• A Place A Time A Purpose

  by Thomas Brumley September 11, 2012
  Casting shadows is easy because the body can’t lie, or tell the truth - votes were cast against the persona, the ego, even the universe   Victory is theirs, not ours - lie down and count the possibilities on the ceiling of your mind, and see how little light shines there   And on...