I have a number of recurring dreams. They affect me strongly, but I don’t know what to make of them. One involves being alone in a boat, moving along a coastline, among huge rock outcroppings. The water is deep, deep… Continue Reading →
Where are you now, children of the sun? The broken things you left behind, yet hold one another up, standing hard against the frost. Once the sun beamed on our faces, and we burst forth, full of life, and in… Continue Reading →
010930 Lake Travis, Texas Maybe that which we obtain too cheaply, we esteem too lightly. Or rather “il miglior condimento e l’apetito.” In any case, yesterday was another one for the books. Our little boat, neglected for so long, came… Continue Reading →
going to the other side, I’ve found something you’d never suspect was there. being from both worlds, part of me is from there, part from here, though I belong to neither always against the grain, I’ve done it backwards, but… Continue Reading →
her name was elizabeth garrett-hatt. it was hyphenated, because the divorce was still recent, and not yet final, I guess. I never knew. I never asked. I wouldn’t have comprehended if I had, and she had told me. we met… Continue Reading →
listening to a “grateful dog” huh. I was there in 1974, not ten feet from Jerry Garcia in a small club. I got the feeling he wanted to distance himself from the S.F. rock scene, come back to some bluegrass… Continue Reading →
c’mon, let’s go for a drive. it’s still light. the air is warm and and the fresh breeze sweet. c’mon. can’t you feel it? the sky is a warm blue loop. it’s a fine evening for a cruise. can you… Continue Reading →
image: they chopped down the witness tree; they poisoned the treaty oak
I often think about writing a book.
if it does nothing else, the history of the south proves one thing: that even the lowest trash can convince themselves that they’re superior to anybody.
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