Enter The Blackness
ENTER THE BLACKNESS dream places me in early frontier America gathering hall warm smell of oily leather and aromatic wood comforting…
Category: Poetry
Whom Does the Grail Serve?
whom does the grail serve? if i had any doubts… writing now for many years essays, books, poems, letters hunched over a…
Conflagration
When I was sixteen years old I first became aware of an image that pressed its reality upon my life for the next fifty years…
Voices Falling Silent
Following my last post, I saw a news program about the exploitation of women in the role of housekeeper to diplomats. And just before that…
Longing For The Unattainable
LONGING FOR THE UNATTAINABLE: my 1930 penny Money has everything to do with the real world we inhabit. We all know…
A Life at the Threshold
It was as if future events were casting their shadow back by arousing in the child certain thought forms that, though normally dormant, describe or…