Where do we find magic? In Incantation and incense? In the vaulted ceilings of decaying cathedrals? Or does it hide in the quiet corners? Beneath the wings of butterflies, Between a tear drop and an eye, at the wrinkles that make parentheses around your smile?
Milk in my coffee Spirals into a universe, Stardust trailing my spoon
Printed, bound, packed These dusty library shelves, New worlds await their Megellans
Hollywood The LAND was destroyed, of course, Because stars cannot be tied to the earth And illusions can have no tethers LAND was destroyed in the service of dreams With that sacrifice paid, Hollywood unbound Transcended the physical plane Now alive only in the mind A sign hung by Carl Jung On hills at the… Read More Poem of the Day 6/5/19 – Hollywood
From Short At his side, the leather glove, Hand just curled in, Feels more like home Then the slab of white A short throw away. Everything is before him. The sun, shield by his cap, The crowd, that ocean of sound, The pitcher, bent, staring- serious as death- The batter, a samurai alone against their… Read More Poem of the Day 6/04/19 – From Short
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One player that could be gone by September is restricted-free-agent and human 5-hour-energy-shot Marcus Smart, a player I love and who probably symbolizes the ’17-’18 Celtics wonderful, flawed, cringe-inducing, joy-inspiring team better than anyone else. As a restricted free agent, Smart can sign with the highest bidder, but the Celtics will have the opportunity match the offer sheet. Smart is looking for a payday that might not be realistic in a icy free agent market this summer, but he would probably be wise to look to another gritty icon of the Boston sports world and ink a deal that will keep him in Boston long-term at a discounted rate. Smart needs the Pedroia Principle, (or how I learned to stop worrying and be Rich-As-F#*K)… Read More Boston Celtics Off-Season: Marcus Smart and the Pedroia Principle