Sunday Morning… In Context
Sunday morning. Down in the kitchen for my tea and cereal. Wife and son upstairs in bed. Poker tourney last …
Tag Archives: art
Jottings…From The Foot Of The Mountain
“The art required is to make sounds, words, and forms, whether of base or of noble provenance, open out in …
Playing With The Dance Of Life
We humans are a muddle headed, tragi-joyous melange, ever seemingly lost and only now and then touching the divine, that …
Metropolitan Musing
In the past I would have walked the streets until my legs gave out. But one of them gave out …
Playing My Magic Flute
*** Sitting here at the kitchen table, cast propped on a chair and tea at my elbow, pondering the interconnectedness …
A Knight’s Tale…Revisited
I don’t get many hits. When I first launched this humble site I mistakenly thought hits mattered. They don’t. At …
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 …
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 …
