by Think In The Morning | May 13, 2021 | Words |
Rue de Marchands I made my fortune selling hot dogsalong the Rue de Marchandsand am left now to squander itamong the fig trees of paradise. I made my fortune selling investmentsalong the boulevardsand am left now to squander itamong the fig trees of...
by Think In The Morning | May 7, 2021 | Words |
There have been no new translations from the Sanskrit this week.Philosophy is at a low point.Giant Matilija poppies in the gardenOvergrownHave collapsedThe stems and bloomsForming circlesHollow in the middleWhere silently at sunsetEmptiness waits for a messiah.This...
by Think In The Morning | May 6, 2021 | Words |
When I was growing up, I attracted the attention of a meddlesome uncle who felt obligated to teach me everything he thought I’d missed from not having my father around. My parents were divorced and I lived with my mother. The divorce happened not long after I was...
by Think In The Morning | May 4, 2021 | Words |
“I think it’s your shell.”“I have a shell?”“Of course, everything does.”“Everything?”“Well, clams, mussels, scallops, abalones, armadillos.”“Have you ever seen an armadillo?”“No, but I’ve read about them.”“That’s hearsay. You can’t use it.”“Okay, beetles then. They...
by Think In The Morning | Apr 18, 2021 | My Book |
Truth is stranger than fiction. Mark TwainWhat is the best way to describe a particular life experience? That is the dilemma I am currently grappling with. The answer it seems to me depends on what you are trying to accomplish with the description. Is the purpose...
