[A Short Story] 500 years ago this August, on the 9th day, Hieronymus Bosch was buried. Where was he buried? I imagine you ask. I say, I imagine, to you, as I make it up in mind, "I do not know where he was buried. In fact, I am not even sure if he died on the 9th … Continue reading Hieronymus Bosch Comes to Madrid [flash]
Month: September 2016
When You Become Other than Who You Are, and Where
[A Short-short Story] A man not so unlike any other man . . . any man who may or may not be like me . . . and I recall realizing that I was exactly like my father in every way that I was different from him . . . different from any other man … Continue reading When You Become Other than Who You Are, and Where
How Coalition Support of Tribal Lawsuits Against US Army Corps Permits for the Dakota Access Pipeline Might Help the Cause
On Tuesday, July 26, 2016, the US Army Corps of Engineers (“USACE”) approved the water crossing permits for the Dakota Access Pipeline, proposed to carry fracked oil from the Bakken fields in North… Source: Coalition Support of Tribal Lawsuits Against US Army Corps Permits for the Dakota Access Pipeline
[poem]
A crazy man speaks of his having discovered he was crazy in a world far madder than he, or so he wants you to think, thus believe, know in a way other than how others know the things they say they know for certain, what he says he was, what he says he has … Continue reading [poem]
You Can Hurt You A Lot
"The cliche goes that a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, but even more dangerous than that is more and more knowledge without a corresponding wisdom," she said. Facts are facts never in themselves knowledge, arranged and collected as we often do, inarticulately. Knowledge in itself is never wisdom. Let us live wisely seems another … Continue reading You Can Hurt You A Lot
What is Past is Prologue [Poem]
A man telling a story to another man At a bar in Brooklyn Sometime in the mid eighties or nineties, I think maybe I have conflated the persons Who were the principal actors in this recollection From when I was either three or two decades younger. I convey this in memory of our fathers, Of … Continue reading What is Past is Prologue [Poem]
Than All the Books [short fiction]
She . . . I have heard it said in these and in other words that everything we think is all and only words, everything only a word. There are no things except but for words, I have heard and I have said; yes, words, ours, and words more, ours . . . ours of … Continue reading Than All the Books [short fiction]
November in My Soul
Looming, a word, a word I say, not just any word, this word in particular for the thing I name, am naming, what I do and what I am doing not the same thing, time, tense, aspect. Things in themselves only things, nameless things, how do we hold onto to our things, what do our … Continue reading November in My Soul
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The Highest Wisdom [A Short Story]
What else do you need but the essay to read? I will not give you a synopsis to take with you to then pretend you have read what you should have read without any help from me other than the words themselves here by the couple of thousand . . . a story , polemically expressed, … Continue reading The Highest Wisdom [A Short Story]
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A Message to My Followers
From among the allegedly amazing people who follow my blog herein, how many have ordered a copy of my poetry collection, Land's End? Just asking. Because if you follow because you like, that should be appreciated, but then how appreciative should I be when your money is not put where your index presses. Sorry my many nameless … Continue reading A Message to My Followers
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