VirusHead - Mutating bits of contagious discourse, because language is a virus.

I’ve found a poem I wrote in 1978. That makes it the earliest one that I still have.
It’s called Water Sprite.

I first read the theologian-priest Matthew Fox as a graduate student in philosophical theology and ethics at the University of Iowa. He is perhaps one of the most controversial religious figures of our time. He’s a bit wacky in some ways (see techno-cosmic mass) but I tend to agree with much of what he [...]