City Of Brotherly Love Blocks of reddish brownstones and brownish red blocks measure flat black streets and white walks where sooted particles, urban eddies of them, sweep the ankles of wrapped figures hustling between doors. Doors facing streets carrying faces pacing paved squares connecting thoroughfares that vanish in neighborhoods of vacant stares. […]
Early Morning It seems an endless time in my life when stars shine, and music and light dance burning yellow, not quite as bright as my eyes would like. Tears cloud them, are ready to water them, as the summer shower rain rolls down your arm confusing sense of cool and warm. So […]
The Year Picture some old man trying to say something profound about the year, about its turnings, its seasons, its existence in the air. Looking slowly up to the horizon, or wall, his eyes parturient, pulsating teared with his vision, announce his soul shall speak. His lips part, purse, then quiver as he offers […]
STONE WALL Old stone, coursed gray granite and mortar crumbling, veins of countless shades like wild rivers caught in mothering molten past now not a few inches from my face and stretching out over the brown buried land that runs in circle to the snow sky and back to where we stand. This old […]
“Only three or four books in a life time,” Proust said through his character Swann in Remembrance of Things Past, “give us anything that is of real importance.” While Edward O. Wilson, author of The Meaning of Human Existence, is biologist, naturalist, professor emeritus at Harvard, and two-time Pulitzer Prize winner, he is also a […]
Mourning Chant Turning again, yes turning back to the bedroom in late afternoon when the door had closed finally, and seeing again, yes seeing on the end of the bed the white shawl that had been held – no, clasped – by hands I’d enclosed in my heart, and looking but not seeing out the […]
Everyone in the working world is busy, overwhelmed. Even students’ days are filled to the brim. Yet if many are living comfortable, engaging lives, is there a problem, a downside, to being ever busy? A number of observers, from the ancient, democratic Athenians, to Henry David Thoreau, to several contemporary observers and historians all point […]
