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Grandiose, Metropolitan Cathedral–Basilica of the Assumption of Our Lady of Valencia, Valencia, Spain

On the Finer Points of the Grandiose

I like to imagine a society
Which would erect such grand monuments
Only after the eradication of


Though I rather imagine such a society
Would have little interest
In erecting such grand monuments

Perhaps such a society
Would be too busy building
On its commitment to


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Dragon Brazier, Kong Miao, Confucius Temple, Beijing, China

The Dragon is China

“The Dragon is China,” she told me.

I nodded an assent, then shook my head… paused. “What does that mean?”

She told me. I must still not have understood, because I’ve forgotten. Only the phrase is left. I couldn’t focus, and the image in my mind drifted away.

Like this photo of a dragon-handled brazier at Kong Miao, the Confucius Temple in Beijing. Ever so slightly, focussed too deep. And like a photograph, there is no way, hard as I’ve tried, to bring China fully into focus.

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The Road of Flight

The Road of Flight

66 is the mother road, the road of flight.
~ John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath, Chapter 12

Steinbeck dedicated chapter twelve of Grapes to Route 66, the road of flight for dust bowl refugees seeking the promise of something better in California. The chapter traces Route 66, its terrain, its places, its challenges, the experiences of its desperate travellers, from the Joad family home in Oklahoma all the way to Los Angeles.

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End of the Trail of Tears

End of the Trail of Tears

“My original convictions upon this subject have been confirmed by the course of events for several years, and experience is every day adding to their strength. That those tribes can not exist surrounded by our settlements and in continual contact with our citizens is certain. They have neither the intelligence, the industry, the moral habits, nor the desire of improvement which are essential to any favorable change in their condition. Established in the midst of another and a superior race, and without appreciating the causes of their inferiority or seeking to control them, they must necessarily yield to the force of circumstances and ere long disappear.”
~ Andrew Jackson

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Like a hammer on a drum

Like a hammer on a drum.

     Continued from Come, it said.

Out of the darkness, I see a glint of steel, coming at me.

The glint of steel becomes a fist, becomes an arm… becomes an army.

An army of steel, allied only with steel. It marches, gleefully, through a sea of terror, slices through, like a scimitar through flesh.

No. A scythe, like a scythe through a field of humanity.