Listen For The Hum…
“You know, of course, where this other world lies hidden. It is the world of your own soul that you …
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For Madmen Only!
I’ve slackened the pace of posting these days. Taking a step back. Changing the rhythm. No crisis here at home, …
When The Words ‘Cultivate Silence’ Merely Add To The Noise
“Why must we consider always the intelligence of the reader? Is it not for the reader to endeavor to understand …
She…And The Poetry Open Mic (Again)
“For it is one of the curiosities and difficulties of our subject that its materials come to us for the …
Sleepover!
It’s a special night. A very special night. You’re sitting next to your wife of eight years and she is …
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 …
Back To Work, (Quoting)
“Works of art are of an infinite solitude, and no means of approach is so useless as criticism. Only love …
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 Art Gallery (Part I)
There’s nothing like the City on a warm sunny summer’s day for wandering aimlessly and for getting lost amidst the …
The Last School
I vividly recall the day I sat reading a book nearly twenty-five years ago and my literature professor scurried by, …
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