http://cognitosparks.gather.com Recent Articles on Gather by David D. Gilbaugh en-us Copyright Gather Inc 2009 Sat, 02 Jan 2010 08:34:07 GMT 2010-01-02T08:34:07Z en-us Copyright Gather Inc 2009 http://www.gather.com/images/header/logo_gather.gif http://www.gather.com/ http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977971110   My beloved bit my brother And my father put him down A dog does its job Or it doesn’t exist To make the same mistake twice   How I have remembered you That you growled . . . Fri, 01 Jan 2010 05:38:45 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977971110 David D. Gilbaugh 2010-01-01T05:38:45Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977961358   On consciousness and the pre-Simulationist pursuit of human authenticity ---------------------------------------------   A PRETENDER IN THE SEA OF "WE"   In the end . . . Thu, 24 Dec 2009 07:14:11 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977961358 David D. Gilbaugh 2009-12-24T07:14:11Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977896276   THE GATHER SEA OF WE or The SEA'S ICONIC MIST, was first posted this on Gather.com in 2007   . . .   THE GATHER SEA OF "WE" or The SEA'S ICONIC MIST   In the Gather . . . Wed, 11 Nov 2009 18:23:53 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977896276 David D. Gilbaugh 2009-11-11T18:23:53Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977396670 He winked; T hey raised a brow. He clapped; T hey tilted their heads like dogs. He smiled; T hey glanced "New York." His mouth became invisible; T hey sighed . . . Sun, 13 Jul 2008 08:17:37 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977396670 David D. Gilbaugh 2008-07-13T08:17:37Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977355441   Involuntary solitude blankets me like wet wool, and stalks me in the canyons of my vacant chest. I am prey to the howling wolf of loneliness, as if there were some sustenance . . . Wed, 28 May 2008 08:30:42 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977355441 David D. Gilbaugh 2008-05-28T08:30:42Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977347620 He is the man in the water, And he watches himself from the beach, Observing himself remotely - Bob, and bubble, and reach.   The angst is more annoyance now, . . . Sat, 17 May 2008 20:35:27 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977347620 David D. Gilbaugh 2008-05-17T20:35:27Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977346697 After school I like to sit down On the big red couch and wait I don't know what for I just sit and I wait And think about being ten I don't wait for My brother . . . Fri, 16 May 2008 10:46:51 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977346697 David D. Gilbaugh 2008-05-16T10:46:51Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977276143 On scorching planes of dust that spiral in the wind, A dust devil forms and takes a human shape, Then pirouettes in a turning whorl's ascent. And then inhaling scent and heat, becomes aware . . . Wed, 05 Mar 2008 16:40:04 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977276143 David D. Gilbaugh 2008-03-05T16:40:04Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977268080 He certainly has good posture as he hangs there, suspended by that cable wire poking through the top of his glowing skull. Hanging high above the street, he's far more than a traffic light, . . . Mon, 25 Feb 2008 20:55:27 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977268080 David D. Gilbaugh 2008-02-25T20:55:27Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977262033 In a hillside gully damned with rock, a scrub-oak leans on lightning rods; and among a throw of leaves and silt, a patch of sun is quilted in.   From high above erosion's . . . Tue, 19 Feb 2008 08:05:32 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977262033 David D. Gilbaugh 2008-02-19T08:05:32Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977250474 (THE SOUL OF KINGDOM HOSPITAL is an interpretive work of the television series by Steven King, KINDOM HOSPITAL) This is the Kingdom's gate, a soul with trembling white-stained walls, . . . Tue, 05 Feb 2008 23:10:44 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977250474 David D. Gilbaugh 2008-02-05T23:10:44Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977212762   THE SON OF GREGOR SAMSA is dedicated to my eighteen-year-old daughter, to be given to her on her fiftieth birthday. I stood there at the kitchen window today, here on Christmas morning, . . . Wed, 26 Dec 2007 06:50:54 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977212762 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-12-26T06:50:54Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977209339 It is my brain and not my mind, that separates me from this world; making me an alien, making me pretend. I am an observer of the rest; of you who feel the grit of beach grinding on . . . Sun, 23 Dec 2007 09:45:47 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977209339 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-12-23T09:45:47Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977209142 The Silver Coin's BeQuest is resubmitted soley to Thirteen Blackbirds for review.  Your critical comments and analysis would be greatly appreciated. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- . . . Thu, 20 Dec 2007 22:06:29 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977209142 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-12-20T22:06:29Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977209109 Submitted only to Thirteen Black Birds for review. Danny Dee and the Oaks that Croak is intended for school children grades K-4.      DANNY DEE AND . . . Thu, 20 Dec 2007 20:29:56 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977209109 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-12-20T20:29:56Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977197850   I found myself.  I have come to a place of rest, like a verb become a noun, "to be," opposed to "do," I do suggest. If I were but the words, "I am," . . . Sat, 08 Dec 2007 08:20:45 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977197850 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-12-08T08:20:45Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977196900     It was this very morning - I was reborn, When the manzanita's buds summonsed my passion's,   And cool spring breezes filled my wings for you. . . . Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:06:30 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977196900 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-12-07T08:06:30Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977116656   Over the hills and through the woo, woo,  woods, to Grandma's house I go. "How is your dog?" She asked. "Sick, she had another seizure - . . . Fri, 14 Sep 2007 05:47:29 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977116656 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-09-14T05:47:29Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977099454 This is to honor a brilliant artist and poet, my good friend Ludolfo GRolle de Rochefort.        Textured paintings solicit my touch. Mistery dissolves into meaning . . . Tue, 28 Aug 2007 07:18:06 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977099454 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-08-28T07:18:06Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977090895 This is for a brilliant poet and dear friend, Amanda W. To a better way of life!          Adrift in a blue sea, or maybe an ocean - with a black coral . . . Sun, 19 Aug 2007 19:46:11 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977090895 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-08-19T19:46:11Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977077151 For my friend Amanda W.; a brilliant poet and writer who suffers now the fires of loss and grief and the joy of friends who wait.   Night poets to mystic day – goodbye in . . . Mon, 06 Aug 2007 04:45:22 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977077151 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-08-06T04:45:22Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977069060 If it is green, it is not red, so it is said: “It is green,” although there are shades of green, but one of them is not red to the benefit of stop lights   Jealousy is not . . . Sat, 28 Jul 2007 06:48:44 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977069060 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-07-28T06:48:44Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977064884 Dedicated to Liz Rice-Sosne and Ron B, a dear friend and a veteran soldier of the Vietnam War.  You are both soldiers of humanity and our honorable keepers of the stories of war.  . . . Tue, 24 Jul 2007 10:42:10 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977064884 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-07-24T10:42:10Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977059712 I am a brain-in-a-vat I saw what I thought was a bat I floated nearby and I gave it my wrist and it slit me with razor like... teeth   I looked at the blood gushing out from my veins . . . Wed, 18 Jul 2007 18:44:34 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977059712 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-07-18T18:44:34Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977052850   There is a piece of plywood in my bedroom on the floor I woke to find my head fastened to it with a wood screw my shoulders, arms, and pelvis too but there was no blood to believe and ogle  . . . Wed, 11 Jul 2007 06:08:11 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977052850 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-07-11T06:08:11Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977037476 I am the sole cherry hanging in this tree the harvesting shaker has come my companions have been shaken loose and (having fallen to the gatherer’s net) are gone   Now I am high in the . . . Sat, 23 Jun 2007 18:01:48 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977037476 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-06-23T18:01:48Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977035163   I am a wad* in an empty box not unmanageably large nor damned sized small, but just a regular size of wad   This box I'm in has very dry brown walls, I think, and smells of corrugated . . . Thu, 21 Jun 2007 05:03:24 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977035163 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-06-21T05:03:24Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977025061   The Hummingbird of Peace    Copyright 06       by Douglas Gilbert                                                . . . Sun, 10 Jun 2007 02:14:36 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977025061 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-06-10T02:14:36Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977003078 Sometimes I take this sort of twixt-the-ears discussion seriously, and sometimes it seems a little silly, then other times, I wonder if it really matters at all?  . . . Fri, 18 May 2007 03:56:01 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977003078 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-05-18T03:56:01Z http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977001391                              Grampa and Me 1958  Fort Morgan, Colorado  Dedicated to my grandfather, . . . Wed, 16 May 2007 04:58:48 GMT http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977001391 David D. Gilbaugh 2007-05-16T04:58:48Z