“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 1920’s), 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 […]
Continue reading“Marrakesh Express”
“Marrakesh Express”: “The sounds of ‘Marrakesh Express’ filled the room. The song captured the carefree joy known only by a child: the joy that makes kids join hands and begin to spin round in circles until they fall, dizzied, to the ground in wild laughter. It had the joy of a nursery-rhyme jingle, the effervescence […]
Continue reading“Sugar Magnolia”
“‘Sugar Magnolia’ evoked the invigorating sap of man and nature: the seminal flow of male-for-female desire, the deep, in-taking mysteries of the earth-woman sought and probed by the extrinsic force of man, the lush intertwining lianas of feminine grace, the earth’s flora, and the gleams of celestial bodies. ‘Sugar Magnolia’ sang about the earth and […]
Continue reading“Twilight”
“The shadows from the street-side trees and storefront awnings spilled out across the sidewalk like dark ponds, threatening to swallow Skylar when he entered them. As the light of the world had been muted, so had its sounds. Stray cars whooshed by like flaws of wind. The birds must have misplaced their songbooks. The world […]
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