“Let there be Form” Pleaded Something That felt too much Apart, too distant And so the concentration began – A hunkering down Of gasses, a conviction A coolness, a slowing down of Molecules, Until there in the center Of the universe Came spinning gently This liquid blue orb. And how lovely she played The soliloquy, the echo Of her tidal breath Upon an infinite stage Her wholeness turning Like a
Mr. Leonard Mead would pause, cock his head, listen, look, and march on, his feet making no noise on the lumpy walk. For long ago he had wisely changed to sneakers when strolling at night, because the dogs in intermittent squads would parallel his journey with barkings if he wore hard heels, and lights might click on and faces might appear and an entire street be startled by the passing
I There are three reasons for a man to fall to his death from a cliff. It might be an accident, either brought on by a quirk of nature or human error. An unfortunate turn of events may have brought him to some precipice at a bad time – like a sudden rainstorm causing him to run for cover over a path that has abruptly been washed away. Perhaps he
It’s an all too common sight these days in Colorado Springs. this otherwise beautiful city on the front range of the Rocky Mountains and home to Fort Carson: people in ragged, dirty clothes stand on busy street corners displaying sad messages drawn on pieces of cardboard boxes, such as “lost job, need money” or “will work for food” or, on the more creative side, “Be glad you aint walkin in
The American public has become increasingly aware of our decline as world leaders in education. Recent PISA test results illustrate a clear slippage in rank. Former Education Secretary Arne Duncan described our latest performance as “a picture of educational stagnation.” Meanwhile, Sunday talk shows feature the latest rounds of debate as pundits seek to find solutions to what is perceived as ultimately an accountability issue: who or what is to blame for our
