1. Poem: night lines : she captured distant stars / and fireflies / in cracking bell jars

  2. Blog: uncle ned was right

    … these gigantic bloodsuckers that grew twice the size of mooseflies, and well, everyone knows how big mooseflies get in Maine.

  3. Poem: hiking with my love : I wish I had words worth singing in my pack

  4. Poem: Aurora : Late at night in my younger years, / my father woke me in the middle / of the darkest of nights.

  5. Poem: sitting on the palatine : This is my ancient city, Rome / beyond the stench of sour days, cowering below…

  6. Poem: my fathers lay silent : Why is it you call me to discover a truth you know but cannot share?

  7. Blog: Ch. 1: An Introduction to Synthesism

    Prepare to journey with me through the grand history of humankind…

  8. Poem: the yellow mist : “I have gone at dusk through narrow streets…” t.s. eliot

Mila (Jacob Stetser)

Mila is a writer, photographer, poet & technologist.

He shares here his thoughts on Buddhism, living compassionately, social media, building community,
& anything else that interests him.

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