Every separation is a link – confessions of a trans-theist and the poetics of belief
These days I’m thinking about a metaphor found in the writings of Simone Weil: Two prisoners in adjoining cells are divided by a rock wall. Over what must...
Category: Poetics
Upon hiking Three Sisters Creek in Canmore
Three Sisters Creek Rocks like flung rosaries,water like sparkling wine,white between willows,and bluebells,and the sun shattering through ...
Sap of sublime madness
You will hear, in Chris Hedges’ dystopian essay, “The Myth of Human Progress and the Collapse of Complex Societies,” the clear echoes of the p...
You and I and We
We praise the skill of the athlete, the hyper-drive of human limbs, the physiology of will, the suffering to win. We admire the minds that debone matter, with t...