I. All great literature is one of two stories; a man goes on a journey or a stranger comes to town. – Leo Tolstoy The first time I left home I was too young to make it out.
Archive for the ‘Emotions/Inner World’ Category
Winged Creatures
Posted in Dreams, Legends and Mythology, The Soul on August 14, 2019 | Leave a Comment »
I am weary of those who trod and plod shuffle or flip-flop slap concrete squares and black top oval tracks white arrows conducting wheels to one side feet to another.
Aprendiendo otro idioma, volviendo a casa (Learning another language, coming home)
Posted in Daughters, Death/Loss/Grief, Fathers, Language on June 25, 2019 | 4 Comments »
Para mi papa, en su cumpleaños
There should be no end
Posted in Dance, Death/Loss/Grief, Love, Uncategorized on May 4, 2019 | Leave a Comment »
‘Tis a fearful thing to love what death can touch. – Yehuda HaLevi There should be no end to tears, you said, offering the whole box of tissue to the new widow who wanted an end to hers.
The taste of fear
Posted in Fear, Travel on January 21, 2019 | Leave a Comment »
You tell me I must be careful avoid the strawberries they are grown in sewage water, you warn, they cannot be rinsed clean.