The Slant of Afternoon, Playing with Light
A notebook full of poetry I had worked on for years has disappeared. Vanished. Many of the poems I never …
A notebook full of poetry I had worked on for years has disappeared. Vanished. Many of the poems I never …
Serendipity, it’s sometimes called. Those happy coincidences that lead to some unexpected pleasure or insight. Or synchronicity. Those meaningful encounters …
Writers love to write about writing. It’s not surprising. It’s our passion. So when I was invited to participate in …
Since my last post, I discovered another artist who refuses to turn away. He bears witness one face at a time by …
It’s never the full-blown joy I expect when a short story is accepted for publication. Even when the acceptance letter …
I’m going to die. Soon. That’s what I thought, waking one morning, remembering three distinct dreams, each in which I …
Sometimes I come across a blog post that I just have to share. The excerpt below is from Kazegadway – …
I won’t be writing here for awhile. Probably. Maybe. I don’t know. I’ve started several blog posts but can’t finish …
A timely blending to celebrate Easter and Earth Day by poet, monk, and mystic, Thomas Merton. O Sweet Irrational Worship …
Recently we had visitors who had just returned from Italy. We talked of how easily you can stumble upon ancient …