Rue de Marchands

Rue de Marchands

 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...
Ode To Spring

Ode To Spring

 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...
Uncle Ned

Uncle Ned

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...
The Shell

The Shell

“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...
Shaking Hands With Your Twin

Shaking Hands With Your Twin

 Maybe he was a raving madman, a fool in search of harmony in a world turned upside down. Sometimes, however, magnificent thoughts could creep into the head of anyone, even a perfect fool…. From Behind The Locked Door There were three umpires discussing how they...
Off The Bus

Off The Bus

 you’re either on the bus or off the bus                                             Ken Kesey Back when I was in high school more than a half-century ago, I was chosen to participate in a contest sponsored by Bank of America. About twenty or so high school students...