Poetry: The Maltreatment of Meaning by Hiromi Ito
Can you speak Japanese? No, I cannot speak Yes, I can speak
Diary: Hello 2015
My new neighbor came into the new year with a wonderful house party. There was much dancing above me when I crawled into bed a little before 2…
Diary: Goodbye 2014
What December This year, the same as that before the first thing, passes not. I pass,…
Photography: Brown Black and White
On an early afternoon walk yesterday, I stopped and listened for a bit then shot this image. Even in dead-looking trees on gray winter days there is beautiful…
Poetry: On Being Brought from Africa to America by Phyllis Wheatley
'Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land, Taught my benighted soul to understand That there's a God, that there's a Saviour too: