April 2016

Green Bench   An expression doesn’t just come about.

A Private Performance Honoring the Vernal Equinox Sunshine gains strength, winter wanes, days grow longer.

Rubicon   A world rots thus fades away and into this the new Rubicon is born upon distant shores of...

Landscape Paint me a storm that drifts away to the forgotten land Where pain doth stare; nor do memories...

SONG OF A FRESH YEAR I rise at dawn today with a song in my throat.

LIGHT I will fling open the lid                on my soul free the...

Thoughts on the latest James Bond film, Spectre

 [Review of THE STRANGER by ALBERT CAMUS]

So this guy goes on a vision quest to get in touch with his ancestors.

Hours were long and his days were stripped of any wee bits of happiness.  His blue skies rained; the...