Love me, love me, love me
Having made a few loops around the sun, I’m more convinced than ever that most of this world’s malignancy has its roots in our longing for love, finding n...
Category: Poetics
Last autumn I had a revelation
Last autumn I had a revelation.I watched an orange leaf fall from a birch tree, and land, just as it was.And at that moment I saw how ridiculous I was. Perhaps ...
Why a sad song for the road makes you kinder
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth. My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread. The p...
Your unknown intervention
Birthdays, anniversaries—arrive. You pause, as though at a stream, and watch memories flow by, roll over rocks, trickle over stones. You step in the shallows, c...