tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6631240246638798.post8859893071546560446..comments2024-03-18T21:13:12.753-04:00Comments on Jacob Russell's Barking Dog: Journal Entry: Sunday, Feb. 13, 2011Jacob Russellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07090220157886320148noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6631240246638798.post-81310607792773496662011-02-14T10:19:43.113-05:002011-02-14T10:19:43.113-05:00I spent the night with Blake in the garden of the ...I spent the night with Blake in the garden of the world and we routed him again the drunken soldier and will again and yet again <br /><br />... to live ever more deeply in the miracle infused with death and dreams light stricken each breath the very breath of life and never lessJacob Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07090220157886320148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6631240246638798.post-29323221888734658562011-02-14T09:48:56.960-05:002011-02-14T09:48:56.960-05:00This is why we (royal) feed the oracle. What did L...This is why we (royal) feed the oracle. What did Levi say about you last year--"this friend of mine whose hands and lips have become life giving,..."?<br /><br />And Melville in Chapter LI, The Spirit Spout? "...soft, suffusing, seethings, made what seemed a silvery silence, not a solitude: on such a silent night a silvery jet was seen far in advance of the white bubbles at the bowFrances Madesonhttp://booktour.com/author/frances_madesonnoreply@blogger.com