“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris


Saturday, July 24, 2010

Poems by Claire

My daughter Claire (six) just came up to me with these incredible poems.
My mind as clear
As flowing water
My song as beautiful
As the dancing wind

My thought as powerful
As dragon's breath my
Mind the holder of
The Universe

My body a friend my
Joy Earth