Old Mother Earth is a Prime Vintage
Having aged in the black dark cellar of space
For billions of years, undisturbed,
Except for ocasional riddling by asteroids and comets.
… Read More Poetry | The Heavenly Vintner
Is today’s American Government and Politics an oxymoron when you look at her beautiful land and her generous, casual and witty people?… Read More Poetry | #America
For America, there will be no amicable Canada-and-America nor, India-and-Packistan geographical mitoses. Today, our Mason-Dixon line runs between my yard and your yard, between my apartment wall and yours. … Read More Re-Tweets | Cultural Mitosis
Einstein said “time” was relative. It was local. Time for a massive object is slower as it was for a faster-moviing object. Could “Time” just be a construct of the human mind? … Read More Philosophy | Time
The Plains of California ©2022 by Vernon Miles Kerr and VernonMilesKerr.com Big gash on North America’s face, Fully visible from space. Ohio with palm trees— Winter’s Bowl of Foggy Frost Summer’s scorchy slab of yellow grass And heat-shimmering vista of parallel rows of Orderly vineyard and orchard, diminishing to a point Old receptical for Dust… Read More Poetry | The Plains of California
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