I am impatient with the notion that human nature, left uncivilized, is a brutal and immoral force. As though it is only an army of churches, jails, and schools that defeats our urge to stab a fellow bus rider for our own profit. For the thought of doing violence to the flesh of another feels alien to my nature—I am sick at the thought. A murderous river runs through our beings that we must divert or dam? It is rather the reverse: it requires the utmost force—a sustained onslaught on our natural impulses, a dogged campaign of mistrust of the spontaneous and instinctive, such as we experience from our schools, religions and parents—to block the stream of native tenderness that runs through the human soul.


About nosuchthingasastraightline

I grew up in tiny Lyme, New Hampshire, where I drew, roamed the surrounding woods, and first entertained the idea of God while listening to my mom's Beatles records. I studied biology at Harvard University where I wrote for The Harvard Lampoon and also began writing poetry. I have since made a living variously as a comedy screenwriter, teacher, and private tutor in math, science and writing. I’ve released three CDs of original music as the singer-songwriter and guitar player for Crooked Roads (listen to latest tracks here: My poetry writing has been inspired by Rumi, Billy Collins, William Carlos Williams, e.e. cummings, Antonio Machado, Federico Garcia Lorca, and others. My two books of poetry, "The Morning I Married the Sky," and “Free this Morning” are both available on Amazon.
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