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 …
Tag Archives: literature
The Last School
I vividly recall the day I sat reading a book nearly twenty-five years ago and my literature professor scurried by, …
GraceHoper, When You Can Snatch The Pebble From My Hand…
I was a teacher once. I even taught an ex-diplomat, an amazing man who had been Canadian High Commissioner to …
On The Pedestalizing Of Books
“Privation and suffering alone can open the mind of a man to all that is hidden to others.”—Words of the …
Damn! Back To Quoting…
“And will it be always so? Surely, in its great lines. Life changes it’s instruments and its decorations, but never …
Books Are Great… But Wisdom Is Right Here, Right Now
No flowery tongued quotes today. Been falling back on ’em too much lately. The problem with quoting is it tends …
Hardwired For Heroes
Do you here that? bababadalgharaghtakamminarronnkonnbronntonnerronntuonnthunntrovarrhounawnskawntoohoohoordenenthurnuk! It’s the sound of the hero’s fall in James Joyce’s hallucinatory behemoth Finnegans Wake. And …
Hail to GraceHopers, Past and Present
I’m not finished with this idea of the GraceHoper yet, not by a long shot. If you didn’t catch my …
Poetry Open Mic….And She
The poetry open mic was pretty much what I anticipated. A lot of lost hazy longing with a sprinkling of …
Omphalos Cafe 