The Geecologist

And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief As Photos

And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief As Photos

Nov 4, 2023 | Fiction, Poetry

When I open my walletto show my paperspay moneyor check the time of a trainI look at your face.The flower’s pollenis older than the mountainsAravis is youngas mountains go.The flower’s ovuleswill be seeding stillwhen Aravis then agedis no more than a hill.The flower...
On Love

On Love

Nov 2, 2019 | Non-Fiction | 0 comments

One mid-morning in early December, with no thought of love or stories, I was sitting in the economy section of a British Airways jet making its way from Paris to London. We had recently crossed the Normandy coast, where a blanket of winter cloud had given way to an...
Cry, The Beloved Country

Cry, The Beloved Country

Jun 1, 2009 | Fiction | 0 comments

Sadness and fear and hate, how they well up in the heart and mind, whenever one opens the pages of these messengers of doom. Cry for the broken tribe, for the law and the custom that is gone. Aye, and cry aloud for the man who is dead, for the woman and children...