tomorrow last of Spring ’18, and this glass of the St. Francis OVZ, my last. Tom Wolfe died […]
Literature
Not sure what I’m now sipping, some blend a friend of I can’t remember how many years gave […]
Always serves acumen, renewed Newness and nourishment. With Lady Lazarus, seeing more of me. Need no more note, […]
Right now you write.
The day has a voice, I suppose. But mine’s louder, more rhymes and with more wander and beaming […]
…don’t second-guess your thesis, or multiple directions and “directives”, as that one manager years ago used to repeat. […]
No distractions or tangential away from the poetic and metaphysical morsel that is Now. This Now and the […]
exude the most You you can produce. Right where you are. Reiterate your reality with beatific bravado and […]
Pages and Pages. Your story is loudly and proverbially significant. Write it. Write YOU. The plentitude.