Pete
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TintinnabullumA Poem by PeteThe echo is, to some extent, an original sound, and therein is the magic and charm of it. It is not merely a repetition of what was worth repeating in.. |
Caress of SteelA Poem by PeteThe finest workers in stone are not copper or steel tools, but the gentle touches of air and water working at their leisure with a liberal allowance o.. |
Marking TimeA Poem by Pete“Time marches on and sooner or later you realize it is marching across your face.” - Thoreau |
Dancing DōjōjiA Poem by PeteWhat I began by reading, I must finish by acting. - Thoreau |
Who Gives A Hoot?A Poem by PeteI rejoice that there are owls. - Thoreau |
To Live Somewhere Or Die EverywhereA Poem by PeteAlways there is life which, rightly lived, implies a divine satisfaction. - Thoreau |
Little Need To ShoutA Poem by PeteFaith keeps many doubts in her pay. If I could not doubt, I should not believe. - Thoreau |
Dear DiaryA Poem by PeteAll things in this world must be seen with youthful, hopeful eyes. - Thoreau |