Monthly Archives: November 2016

He launches a small boat out onto the dark water, trolling for words and phrases. He is soon surrounded by poetry, but the kind that resists any facile translation. Dark shapes of things glide just below the surface, but never … Continue reading →

Mr. Illusion sits down to compose — a ghost attempts to make human prose. The desire to say anything of real value is a moon trying to give birth to a sun. When the mind runs after this or that, … Continue reading →

I live in a forest of falling things wind brings down the brittle branch rain brings down the leaf and needle they are messages falling from above which we can open and read anytime there is a forest language they … Continue reading →

Folding towels from the laundry, remembering how I used to think chores like this were interrupting important stuff I really needed to do.

Time speeds by so fast these days I can hardly seem to keep up with it. I feel more like someone watching from the stands at a race car track, dazed as the roadsters flash by in a blur, their … Continue reading →

There was a pull-off from the road that led down to the river. I was lucky that evening, and just before it got too late to fish, I reeled in a large steelhead trout which I cleaned and then grilled … Continue reading →

A palpable stillness descended, but felt a bit awkward. Crowds tend to feel ambushed when compelled to bow their heads and temporarily shut up. From childhood, we all resent being told to keep quiet — it seems like an artificial … Continue reading →

1.   Late Autumn, and majestic masses of laden clouds congregate and collide in the sky theater above me, while here below innumerable heaps of turning leaves soak into the moistened earth in a ceremony of surrender.   Although the … Continue reading →

Once we were a small condensed particle, a pulsing cell within an enormity which was itself a mere fraction of something even more immense, something utterly unimaginable to the human sensibilities. What held us together, what lives us forever, was … Continue reading →

Sometimes I hear sounds at night. There is probably a good explanation, even if it is just that some character from another dimension wants to get the feeling of what it is like to walk through my house at night, … Continue reading →