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169 · Mar 2023
Si
Qualyxian Quest Mar 2023
Si
Madison and Mason si
But Qualyxian the Quest
Rendezvous with Destiny
Gonna do my level best

Xiao gives me Chinese food
I say xie xie ni
Mr. Bill Porter
Fo Guang Shan to see

Lunch at Cinco de Mayo
Alex in Tucson
What the hell's a Hoya?
We in Gamla Stan

Mason in the CAA
Colonial Assassination Association
On my knees to pray
Plus a little echolocation

         Mr. Wayne: Good luck.
169 · Jul 10
after work
Saw my two oldest tonight
              Forward!
                 hope
169 · Mar 2024
Untitled
Qualyxian Quest Mar 2024
It had to be poetry
Just had to be
One morning we went cycling
By the Baltic Sea

Met a man in Dublin
He said meant to be
Saw the Book of Kells
With my children 3

             silent plea
168 · Mar 2019
Play on! Play on!
Qualyxian Quest Mar 2019
Shenandoah Shakespeare into the night
     Staunton in snow, Blackfriars in light
            To sing is to know, to play is alright.

                                   Delight!
168 · Oct 2022
Hagia Sophia
Qualyxian Quest Oct 2022
I don't wanna be a party of one
But I do like William Blake
Chicago in the winter
Lady of the Lake

I pray for the animals
Please do not forsake
She and I in Istanbul
Nothin' but love to make

                 Sophia!
168 · Apr 2021
Por Favor
Qualyxian Quest Apr 2021
Disturbing, I know
Disturbing, it's true

I meant no harm
Lonesome view

This life unkind
Doo wah doo

Please let her find
Mystery:  Who?
168 · Dec 2022
Pax Vobiscum
Qualyxian Quest Dec 2022
China might be rocking
Weapons in Taipei
Time is still tick tocking
Californ I A

7th grade English
1 poem a day
Robert Frost. Dylan Thomas.
Emily can play!

My poetry is simple
Dawn goes down to day
Stay Gold! Ponyboy
My sons: callooh! callay!

Little Sage Ridge School
Shakespeare has his say
Staunton aglow in snow
Tienmu xie xie

         For her I pray
168 · Jan 2021
Rome ohm
Qualyxian Quest Jan 2021
the world as an illusion
those Buddhists saw the truth

Sacramento long ago
in my long lost youth

annihilation is a scary word
I hope I die at home

a tour on my honeymoon
the Eternal City: Rome

but nothing is eternal
ohm mane padme ohm
167 · Aug 2021
still
Qualyxian Quest Aug 2021
They still don't understand
And no one writes me back

I wait at night in silence
Try to find the track

Sally forth at dawn
Plan my next attack

Take myself less seriously
Just eat a little snack

      Graham crackers!
167 · Apr 2023
1 at Taipei 101
Qualyxian Quest Apr 2023
1 tonight for my boys
1 at Taipei 101
Un pequito Espanyol
Un pequito Midnight Sun

Time tick tocks
La Florida for fun
My Mr. Spock socks
See how they run

      Only just begun ...
167 · Jul 2020
7th grade English lesson
Qualyxian Quest Jul 2020
Hey Mr. W!
Did you ever notice
That Johnny Cade's initials
Are J.C.
And he sacrificed his life
To save those kids in the church
Just like Jesus Christ sacrificed his life
To save us all from our sins?

That's very perceptive, Michelle.
Well done.

Stay Gold, Ponyboy. Stay Gold.
167 · Nov 2024
Q
Qualyxian Quest Nov 2024
Q
Long talk with my son
             Midnight
                xie xie
167 · Jul 2020
Out there
Qualyxian Quest Jul 2020
My car breaks down again
USAA on the line

I too lived in Taiwan
Like translator Red Pine

Rockets fly to space
Brings scifi thoughts to mind

If aliens we embrace
I hope they treat us kind

What do you think, dear reader
Out there we will find?
Qualyxian Quest Jun 2021
It’s the birthday of poet Czeslaw Milosz (books by this author), born in Szetejnie, Lithuania (1911). He grew up in a Polish-speaking family. His father was an engineer for czarist Russia during World War I. The family traveled all over the country as his father helped rebuild roads and bridges. Milosz was fascinated by all the different religions in that part of Russia, from Catholicism, Greek Orthodox, and Protestantism to Judaism and pagan mysticism. He loved listening to village folktales about the Lithuanian lakes, rivers, and forests, and these tales later influenced his poetry.

The family eventually settled in Poland. Milosz studied law rather than literature in college because, he said, “There were so many girls studying literature it was called the marriage department.” In 1931 he co-founded a literary group that was so pessimistic about the future it was nicknamed the “Catastrophists.” The group predicted a coming world war, but nobody believed them. He worked for Polish Radio for a while, but he got fired when he let Jews broadcast their opinions on the air. Another radio station sent him to cover the invasion of Poland by **** forces in 1939. After the invasion he found a job as a janitor at a university, secretly writing anti-**** poetry for underground publications. He witnessed the genocide of the Jews in Warsaw and was one of the first poets to write about it in his book of poems Rescue (1945).

After the war Milosz got a job working as a diplomat for communist Poland, though he wasn’t a party member. One night in the winter of 1949, on his way home from a government meeting, he saw several jeeps filled with political prisoners, surrounded by soldiers. He said, “It was then that I realized what I was part of.” He defected in 1951, and made it to Paris even though his passport had been confiscated.

Most intellectuals in Paris were pro-communist at the time and they thought of Milosz as either a traitor or a madman for leaving Poland. The poet Pablo Neruda attacked him in an article called “The Man Who Ran Away.” In 1953 Milosz published a book about communism called The Captive Mind in which he argued that people were too ready to accept totalitarian terror for the sake of an imaginary future. He moved to the United States and began teaching at the University of California at Berkeley in 1960. He had mixed feelings about the United States: he wrote, “What splendor! What poverty! What humanity! What inhumanity! What mutual good will! What individual isolation! What loyalty to the ideal! What hypocrisy! What a triumph of conscience! What perversity!”

He kept writing poetry in Polish even though almost no one was reading it. His books had been banned in Poland and his poems weren’t translated into English until 1973. Then, in 1980, he got a phone call at 3:00 in the morning telling him that he’d won the Nobel Prize in literature.

Czeslaw Milosz said, “I have read many books, but to place all those volumes on top of one another and stand on them would not add a cubit to my stature. Their learned terms are of little use when I attempt to seize naked experience, which eludes all accepted ideas,” and he said, “Language is the only homeland.”
His contradictory statements about the United States are accurate.

And "Language is the only homeland". Spoken like a true poet.
166 · Mar 2021
O Soren!
Qualyxian Quest Mar 2021
Every soul that God truly blesses
He also curses in the same breath.

       - Soren Kierkegaard
166 · May 4
self portrait
No one important
Drifting toward death
            Desperation
                    hope!
166 · Apr 2019
Uncertain (but entwined)
Qualyxian Quest Apr 2019
Uncertain is my journey
Uncertain is my mind

Courage to go on searching
For I’m the searching kind

Coincidence is curious
What we seek we often find

Anxiety increases
As politics goes blind

Sometimes I’m far ahead
Sometimes far behind

I love her in the silence
And in the silence we’re entwined.
166 · May 2024
Untitled
Qualyxian Quest May 2024
Tired. Exoplanets.
Got my shot today
Bipolar roller
My sons: callooh! callay!

Students getting arrested
Administrators call police
Maybe South Korea
Maybe Ancient Greece

Vegetarian tacos
Basketball at night
I rest, yes I rest
Sor Juana's mystic flight

          Gatsby's green light
Qualyxian Quest Apr 2021
Father Mapple in the pulpit
Mortal or immortal

The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
The Wardrobe is a portal

Aslan is a Turkish word
Ishmael shows Tahiti

Today I had 3 tacos
Tomorrow I'll have baked ziti

Richard Dreyfus in Stand By Me
And American Graffitti

He too is bipolar
(Better eat your Wheaties!) 😄
166 · Jun 2019
ridin’ the love trane
Qualyxian Quest Jun 2019
for my black brothers
from another mother

do my best to discover
truths some try to cover

solidarity in hope
Cornel West and the Pope

I also had a dream
And I too dream of Love Supreme
166 · Sep 2019
being green
Qualyxian Quest Sep 2019
3:37 and 37.3
perhaps only random
but meaningful to me

rainbow connection
but Kermit,
who can really see?

the lovers
the dreamers
what is destiny?
166 · Apr 2023
Bucharest unless ...
Qualyxian Quest Apr 2023
My religious beliefs not very believable
Even to me
Less and less hopeful
Less and less and throne

Not very American
Not very Mt. Airy
Denver, Colorado
Solitude. Alone.

One grave in Toledo
Literature. Cell phone.
Steve Jobs in Kyoto
Centuries Unknown?

Marguerite Porete
Katniss Everdeen
Darlene! Darlene! Darlene!

              Coulianou: Ioan.

                     ring tone
166 · Jul 2019
Mox vox
Qualyxian Quest Jul 2019
my boys first and then the poems
I told her quietly and true

why the taperecorder?
just because I was new?

Magic is indeed a Gathering
the many and the few

the happy photos of us all together
too painful now to view
166 · Dec 2022
Cinco de Mayo
Qualyxian Quest Dec 2022
I write little poems. That's what I do.
Sometimes send 'em away
Chapel of the Cross
St. Therese - the little way

I'm tired and lonely and tired
Taught 2 years in Taipei
Sleep alone at night
Too sad at times to pray

Un pequito Espanyol
Man of La Mancha y xie xie
Like Herman Melville
I long to escape the USA

But now I have no money
So I am probably here to stay
September When It Comes
San Francisco Bay

                5th of May
166 · Jan 2023
Nitnoy, Leonard Nimoy
Qualyxian Quest Jan 2023
I'm aware that I am boring
But such drama in my soul!
Break on through to the Other Side
A little Rock n' Roll

Education is painful
The horrors of the past
The good, the bad, the ugly
Nothing at all can last

One life. One life only.
Mostly disappointment and pain
Serious mistakes
Ah! Purple Rain

Nitnoy maybe my favorite Thai word
Som tam in the sun
Very little influence
Tonight the Day is Done

        Fireworks! Taipei 101.
Qualyxian Quest Jan 2019
David Markson in Mexico
   never really been, so I don’t really know
           but Cortez the Killer told me so ...

Tenochtitlan, City on the Lake,
        wonder and exile from El Dorado.
165 · Oct 2021
sips
Qualyxian Quest Oct 2021
Faith is trust
And trust takes time.

Cranberry juice with lime.
165 · Jun 2023
On humility
Qualyxian Quest Jun 2023
The only wisdom
We can hope to acquire
Is the wisdom of humility:

Humility is endless.

- T.S. Eliot

Contrary to depictions
In the popular media
Jesus wasn't humble.

He was tough.

- Father Andrew Greeley
165 · May 2019
Desperately Seeking Sophia
Qualyxian Quest May 2019
last night the gentle rain
reading Markson on the train
Plato’s Phaedo once again
Is my Quixotic quest in vain?
But yes relentless I still remain...
165 · Feb 2023
Camelot's begun.
Qualyxian Quest Feb 2023
She is always 17
And I'm led there too
The Once and Future King
Doo Wah Diddy Do

Interviewed in Cambridge
Ice on the Charles River
Got the job in Taipei
Wonderful students. We read The Giver.

Only in Minneapolis once
Fought with my wife
If Bob Dylan is correct
Wisdom grows up in strife

Watched Europa Report
The director from Ecuador
I've know panic attacks
Inner Harbor, Baltimore

                   3744
165 · Jan 2023
DC She
Qualyxian Quest Jan 2023
Made it home
Headache, Backache
The boys get to school

All I do is sleep
4 movies to watch
He reads Tokyo Ghoul

I'm not gonna win a Nobel Prize
Black women dancing
Daily dose DC

Black women dancing
Poetry prancing
Whatever will be, will be

               She!
165 · Dec 2022
Abraham y la playa
Qualyxian Quest Dec 2022
Max from Heidelberg and I
Are on the basketball court
Talkin' bout Kierkegaard
Talkin' bout Highway 61

I like UNC
Amber in the post office
The Gift right outside
Pettigrew Hall

Never gave a lecture
Never wrote a book
No Witherell Conjecture
Did not **** Vietnamese *****

Monterrey, California
My boys very young
Hats, tidal pools
Gratitude

                     Among
165 · Sep 2019
email to Mark
Qualyxian Quest Sep 2019
the Absurd appears again
           I resist and revere my friends
                      the fear it never quite ends ...


                              Sally Forth!
Qualyxian Quest Oct 2021
The male need to fix things
I might give her 6 rings
I watch him pick guitar strings
I remember Yao Ming
Buddhists say to not cling
Autumn now, not Spring
With her we had a fun fling
Rama lama ding **** gong ding!
164 · Aug 2020
Algeria's Albert
Qualyxian Quest Aug 2020
Camus believed life is meaningless
And yet we must have meaning

His mother was a Berber
Algeria he's leaning

Went to France on my honeymoon
Saw Chartres and Notre Dame

Hey Lady! Pretty Lady.
Please look kindly on

Our struggles here below
Absurd the life of l'homme.

    We seek, We seek for home.
164 · Jul 2019
Sewasdee Kop
Qualyxian Quest Jul 2019
tomorrow in Thai tuk tuk
       tonight my time to book look
                  I sigh, I try, I wai
164 · Dec 2021
2 plus
Qualyxian Quest Dec 2021
Two turtledoves
And please courage to love.
164 · Nov 2019
Thai Buddha, Argentine Pope
Qualyxian Quest Nov 2019
Pope Francis travels to Thailand
    motorcycle taxi twilight
              soon som tam ...

                  Sanuk Di!
164 · Sep 2019
2300 generations
Qualyxian Quest Sep 2019
This is poem 2300
so what do I have to say?

words are all I have
as I wander along the way

if you see her, send my love
silence is how I pray

the moon fineshines tonight
the morning brings newborn day

they see a double red lightsaber
(but I still have faith in mystic Rey!)
164 · Feb 2024
Untitled
Qualyxian Quest Feb 2024
Patience with myself
Just try to do my best
Long term game
As I take my rest

Dublin's Book of Kells
Sci-fi Gamla Stan
We are the Witherells
Slowly journey on

           3 deer. 1 fawn.
163 · Mar 2019
Music hath charms...
Qualyxian Quest Mar 2019
...............Irish bar, lovely songs................
the Beatles, Steve Earle, the Proclaimers
     We sing with these Hall of Famers
   though we ourselves are no-namers ...


        then the night and the Silence
                     Beast Tamers.
163 · Sep 2019
Sightings indeed
Qualyxian Quest Sep 2019
Leonard Cohen and his broken grace
Chicago Divinity was my place

David Brooks, life is not a race.
Oh! Susan Meek in lovely lace!

                      sensualist
Qualyxian Quest Nov 2020
“The creation of man whom God in his foreknowledge knew doomed to sin was the awful index of God's omnipotence. For it would have been a thing of trifling and contemptible ease for Perfection to create mere perfection. To do so would, to speak truth, be not creation but extension. Separateness is identity and the only way for God to create, truly create, man was to make him separate from God Himself, and to be separate from God is to be sinful. The creation of evil is therefore the index of God's glory and His power. That had to be so that the creation of good might be the index of man's glory and power. But by God's help. By His help and in His wisdom.”
― Robert Penn Warren
Robert Penn Warren
All the King's Men
163 · Dec 2020
light side
Qualyxian Quest Dec 2020
My brothers and my sons
Carolina blue

It's now after midnight
I'm up and think of you

This winter is quite frightening
Stay in and watch tv

Or movies, maybe scifi
Cosmic distantly

I hold you in my heart
The light side of the Force

Day by difficult day
Always and of course
163 · Feb 4
72
72
Souped up 72
I see the license plates
A little Chinese food
I sit at the Dragon Gate

Time to wok and roll
Basketball in DC
In Vienna lovely snow
In Dublin meant to be

                    Si.
163 · Dec 2022
At a bar called O'Malley's
Qualyxian Quest Dec 2022
It kinda makes sense
That I would turn to poetry
Mrs. Dewey's class. Women.
Mr. Keating. Todd.

Some say don't get even
Get odd.
Karma - I saw that.
Have trod, Have trod, Have trod

Main Street, Strange Street
Encounters with Chinese Hermits
In my solitude
I plod

Neverland
Whoville
Tattooine
The Land of Nod

                    Escape!
Qualyxian Quest May 2019
Tokyo to Kyoto
Upon the Shinkansen

Now in Carolina
But I remember then

Rieko’s generosity
Gave us traveling yen

Not really a question of if
More a question of when

Will I too disappear
Like I’ve never ever been?
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