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Your City Lies in Dust, My Friend

http://youtu.be/L8dRc9wwmuE
Burke Gerstenschlager 14 Mar 2014

Birdstrike

I got nothin'. Some nights, it feels like everything you write is a bird into a window.
Burke Gerstenschlager 12 Mar 2014

Interlude

I live on the liminal sounds of the city, not even a mile from the harbor, where the boats mourn to one another. Their sorrowful cries echo about the sleeping streets. The water is cold. The air is cold. Taxis hiss down below me. Brooklyn is waking. Rosy-fingered dawn runs her hands along my windows and
Burke Gerstenschlager 11 Mar 2014

Our Uncanny Wilderness

Make no mistake: there has always been theological Wilderness. The Genesis writer described a Garden in the midst of the Wilderness. Before the Fall, there exists Wilderness. Wilderness is a part of Creation. It did not come into existence with humanity's Knowledge of Good and Evil. It was part of the separation of the Earth and
Burke Gerstenschlager 10 Mar 2014

They Had Tears in Their Eyes. [Wilderness]

http://youtu.be/tZhKV32Vf7U Joy Division, Unknown Pleasures, "Wilderness" Lent is our migration into exile, into our Wilderness. For the next forty days, we make it our home. We are nomads, dislocated from our familiar lands, with only our tattered pasts as markers, seeking out uncertain futures toward Easter. Forced on, our power of travel seems transcendent. We cross
Burke Gerstenschlager 05 Mar 2014
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