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Last modified: February 20, 2010

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I'm Dave Bonta, a poet and literary magazine editor from the eastern edge of western Pennsylvania. For background on the site, see the About page. For more about me, see my Google profile.

 

   

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  • Pharyngula
    Everything is fluid. Biology isn't about fixed and rigidly invariant processes — it's about squishy, dynamic, and interactive stuff making do.

  • Fragments from Floyd
    Today, 92% of new American homes are air-conditioned, and most of the electricity to produce our cool air comes at the expense of Appalachian mountaintop coal, hence the paradox: greater indoor climate control contributes to an outdoor climate out of control.

  • Coyote Crossing
    Worship isn't love. It's more like hatred. People worship you, they expect things in return for that worship. Handholding.

  • The Storialist
    You are cautious
    on your off day, creeping up to examine
    your own moves and motives. Better to
    hang back, wary, a dog sniffing at a stranger.

  • small change
    I wish our hearts came equipped with their own larynx.
    A boom box for the murmur of the eddy-riddled river.

  • The Rag and Bone Shop
    There are people of river and
    grass, and there are people of
    concrete and glass.

  • Rosefire Rising
    There is a memory of having been a mountain, complete with irony and the assumption of youthful arrogance, a sense of wholeness we did not recognize until it was lost. Once we are broken, it opens so many perspectives...

  • Dick Jones' Patteran Pages
    But what can I tell you
    about time that I would
    have you know so soon?

  • Paula's House of Toast
    I confess. I love the outer darkness.

  • Connaissances
    My family were now alone in the cathedral as she sang to us, her lovely singing filling the vast echoey space. Her impromptu performance consisted of devotional songs which she had learnt this year before going on a choir tour in Belgium. The sound took on an immense physicality as it bounded out into the great amplifying chamber and reverberated back at varying intervals from the different enclaves of the church.

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  "On the whole I concentrated on things and people that I found charming and splendid; my notes are also full of poems and observations on trees and plants, birds and insects."
  — Sei Shonagon, 994 A.D.