Well Phyllis   why no tears? What miscue steadies you? What prompts you to catch each moment at the crest? You ride it   this great final wave a surfer loving the [...]

July 11.1991 After the naming of flowers – Plumeria, Yellow Ginger, Ixora – the garden of lava and white coral scattered like bones fell short; you imagined it wrong. You [...]

            An hour which knows plentitude of soul                               Gaston Bachelard [...]

What is jealousy but the curse of not being one's self   and sinking unknown into the quicksand of infinity

              Secrets of the Talking Jaguar               Martin Prechtel   The delivery was scheduled to arrive by the [...]

At the door that reaches from stone to the heavens what you carry lay down at the angels' feet You can bring only yourself across that threshold In the labyrinth [...]

Out of the many phrases a few have staying power the rest like tinted snow and pillared dark get lost inside memory's rusty bank as do nifty rhymes like [...]