"I am not one who was born in the custody of wisdom. I am one who is fond of olden times and intense in quest of the sacred knowing of the ancients." Gustave Courbet

16 January 2016


Wyeth, Brush Pile, 1962

A farmhouse window far from back from the highway
speaks to the darkness in a small, sure voice.
Against the stillness, only a kettle’s whisper,
and against the stark cold, one small blue ring of flame.

Ted Kooser

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