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Category: Ache for Eternity

I once wrote a manuscript of poems and devotionals by this title. Posts herein touch on a longing for the new heavens and the new earth.

7 Nov 20137 Nov 2013 Neil E. Das

Dr. Vincent A. Das – One Story of a Great Man – And a Brief Note on Wikipedia

17 Oct 2013 Neil E. Das

In a row – First of the iPhone shots

6 Aug 20136 Aug 2013 Neil E. Das

Hope Chest, a Reflection

17 Apr 2013 Neil E. Das

For Boston, Some Tulips – Beauty in Brokenness

21 Sep 201221 Sep 2012 Neil E. Das

On Grief in the Young – Some Poems from Das, Housman, and the Sons of Korah

2 Aug 20112 Aug 2011 Neil E. Das

Pulling Weeds, a Reflection

18 Mar 201118 Mar 2011 Neil E. Das

oh, come the day that – Haiku / Poetry of the Eschaton

13 Mar 2011 Neil E. Das

now the sod is like

25 Jan 2011 Neil E. Das

haiku from a morning

27 Aug 201028 Aug 2010 Neil E. Das

Photography as Inspiration – Mira Nair – The Namesake

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Autumnal. A post-apocalyptic vision in North County... Time of the goldenrod. Yesterday morning, the clouds were aglow with the dawning. It had been a week since September's heat dome had broken, and the pool was in the nether world between summer's joyful splashings and being drained and covered for the winter. My time in the pool in the summer was in the glorious long evenings, but with 4 resident young boys the pool had seen far more exciting hours. I was walking C who had probably put on about 25 lbs since my last visit. The scene was also evocative enough to spawn a haiku. Morning glory. A glory faded, but glory nonetheless. Monarchs on goldenrod. Feels like home III. Autumn, the cornfields, the soybeans, yellow flowers, and goldenrod. #illinois #autumn Feels like home II. Autumn, the cornfields, the soybeans, yellow flowers, and goldenrod. #illinois #autumn
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