“Of brutality and love: Daughter”
Fredo, The open palm squeeze of the cheek A smile for all ages from pristine…
“Of brutality and love: lover”
The first flake is always of ice Then fire, then lithium, then water, then life…
“Your fire is dim”
H, I remember all those years ago when it seemed the fire would burn…
“Your fire is dim”
H, Prayer is our connection to everything else. There is nothing bigger than it in…
“Your fire is dim”
H, That is enough talk about flames that flutter. How do we fan them back…
“Your fire is dim.”
H, There is certainly no denying that everyone’s fire will go dim at some point.…
“Your fire is dim.”
H, What do we do with this flickering flame of ours? How do we fan…
Reconnecting
H, There is a certain romanticism built around rebellion. It is so ingrained in the…
Reconnecting
H, There are all sorts of obstacles in the way of living what we consider…
“Reconnecting.”
H, It was great to reconnect yesterday. I could not help thinking of the many…