A lament for the madness–Days of grass
Days of grass These are the days of hollow eyes walking in hallowed towers with watching turrets, of pink petunias on bullet-hole balconies of long blue kisses ...
Category: Spirituality
The Path
The path is short and from the road comes down a shallow incline to a slim clearing. There are songs here of black-capped chickadees and then, far off, domestic...
In the global economy of love
Although I do not have banks of data or spreadsheets at hand, it seems to me that in the global economy of love, demand exceeds supply. We are lovers by nature,...
An unimportant and diffident man–conclusion
Here’s the conclusion to (last month’s) ‘In the name of Love’ post. But for continuity, I’ve posted the entire essay. Years ago an unimportant and diffident man...