Landscape of Dream
Last evening, first rain in weeks. Then last night, a dream about grasses. Hundreds and hundreds of them, ten thousand maybe, glowing in clarity, growing on the front lawn. Growing, growing, growing! I wake...
Category: The Word from Pandora’s Tavern
My Ghosts
“When are you going to do some real writing instead of all this internet stuff?” A good question. I get it a lot from my writer friends. I can’t say I blame them. I...
Routine Service
I took the car into the dealer for routine service. “Routine” is their word, not mine. The service takes about an hour. I was invited by the service representative to wait in a small...
On the Brink
Dour Hour down at Pandora’s Tavern. Big beery debate breaks out among the local philosophers: How do you know when one moment ends and the next begins? Prolonged squabbling ensues. At last, one of...
A Principle of Composition
A how-to book on taking pictures says: “The subject anchors the scene. No subject, chaos ensues.” Chaos is my subject.
Morning Coffee
The other morning I had coffee in this bunny biker coffee bar in the Litchfield Hills of Connecticut. I was happily sipping my “beverage” from this charming bunny mug and simply enjoying my view of...
The Library
A dream of Alexandria. Long descent through dark stacks. Shelves empty. Books all checked out, withdrawn, lost. The smell of unremembered words. Sign says unpaid fines go to Charon. Jingle of coins in a...
What’s Happening
The same old news. I turn the radio off and take a long walk with the collie through empty woods. Melting snow and dying hemlocks. Robins and red-eyed vireos warming up their voices. Downy...
Have a Nice Day
“I can take you here,” says the happy checkout clerk at the grocery store, “I’m open.” “I have a full cart,” I tell him. I point to the cart. “That’s okay. I can take...
Learn to Fly
The other day I was driving along on a back road and spotted a billboard that said, “Learn to Fly.” Seeing it was like receiving takeoff clearance to reminisce. I did learn to fly, a...