A Poets Line
No, not what passes for poetry these days. Satire, lamentation, misty longing, erotic yearning, or even fleeting exuberance, verbose and …
Category Archives: Literature
Better Late Than Never, I Suppose
“And the second [Spenglarian pseudomorphoses] might be termed the Levantine revenge; namely, the massive diffusion of Pauline Christianity over the …
Playing My Magic Flute
*** Sitting here at the kitchen table, cast propped on a chair and tea at my elbow, pondering the interconnectedness …
Learning To Walk
“Nor can a mind that is filled with knowledge perceive what truth is; only a mind that is completely capable …
How Are We To Know?
“The trick is,” Xenon was saying, “to find the right books to read.” This was a long time ago. Xenon, …
For Madmen Only!
I’ve slackened the pace of posting these days. Taking a step back. Changing the rhythm. No crisis here at home, …
A Post Containing Every Quote Imaginable
Alright everybody, settle down. Take your seats. Stow the mobile devices—Janey and Bobby-Joe can wait an hour for your latest …
The Last Art Gallery (Part II)
“I stepped onto the stone with both feet and this is what I saw. Again the glowing puff of cloud …
The Last School
I vividly recall the day I sat reading a book nearly twenty-five years ago and my literature professor scurried by, …
The Humble Shall Inherit The Earth
“I exist as I am, that is enough, if no other in the world be aware I sit content, And …
