“The Balm of Music”
“As a very young child, he had experienced monotony, travail, lonely isolation, and intense yearning in Bolero, the wonders of discovery and majestic natural beauty in the Grand Canyon Suite, and the mystery of falling in love in South Pacific. In his adolescent years, he soothed the tribulations of imprisoning loneliness, dangerous self-hatred, forlorn infatuation, […]
Continue reading“A Friend”
“As he gazed into his young friend’s eyes, seeing there only welcome and joy, Skylar felt himself unfolding as if he had been a long-locked jewelry box whose mechanism had just sprung open. His heart, which had long lain hidden beneath layer after layer of protection, behind shield, armor, and mail, like a cherished princess […]
Continue reading“Soul Discovery”
So, he learned from art history that the Truths of genius became available only to those who stayed still as the moonlit lake and allowed the winds from the inspired to move across them as the breath of God moved over the waters on the first day of creation. This knowledge dovetailed with that gained […]
Continue reading“Patrician and Plebian”
“Though Skylar found Royal intriguing and romantic, he never spent much time with him: like a white-tied gentleman, Fortunatus stood as if leaning on the uppermost deck railings of a mighty, oceanic cruise liner (from the heyday of transatlantic steamships in the 1920s), his beauteous fiancé on his arm, waving his top hat and lifting […]
Continue reading“The Ephemeral Moment”
“No one wanted anything to happen or change. They would have preferred that flawless ever-presence to hang in suspension, like a stilled blown bubble, neither moving nor expanding, diminishing nor warping. It would have been sublime for the sun to continue holding its aureole over Artus’ head, for the black boxes of the hopscotch grid […]
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