Monthly Archives: October 2013

“When you don’t read, you don’t write.”–Helen Barolini, The Dream Book The simple relationship of input to output, or ‘You don’t get something out, if you don’t put something in.’ It’s certainly easier to write if one has been ‘feeding … Continue reading →

(In memory of Dean) “Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight” “…who see with blinding sight/Blind eyes could blaze like meteors” –lines from “Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night”

The light switch turned on again suddenly so unexpectedly. To suddenly have everything available once again: feelings of physical wellness, energy, focus, confidence, clear-headedness, fullness, completeness, epiphanies about a wide range of topics, ease of expression, ‘strange’ topics to write … Continue reading →

And by came an angel who had a bright key, And he open’d the coffins and set them all free; Then down a green plain leaping, laughing, they run, And wash in a river, and shine in the sun. –from … Continue reading →

“Strange things doth meet, strange Glory they see.”–Thomas Traherne, “The Salutation” We are changed by what we behold. Nothing fake about these limestone giants of Mingan. The rocky topiary, a granite Rorschach. Easter Island sentinels under a starry blue sky. … Continue reading →

(Elsewhere Community: Hugh Kenner’s term) It’s been a decade of absence, but I have rejoined the Stroll of Poets–as the lone survivor of Spiritus. The time had come–many of the old guard there had moved on. Coming back last night … Continue reading →