The Geecologist

Ulysses

Ulysses

Jan 1, 2013 | Featured, Fiction | 0 comments

The movements which work revolutions in the world are born out of the dreams and visions in a peasant’s heart on the hillside. For them the earth is not an exploitable ground but the living Mother.
Dream-Pedlary

Dream-Pedlary

Dec 20, 2006 | Fiction, Poetry | 0 comments

if there were dreams to sell, what would you buy? some cost a passing bell, some a light sigh, that shakes from life’s fresh crown only a rose-leaf down. if there were dreams to sell, merry and sad to tell, and the crier rung the bell, what would you buy? a...
On The Road

On The Road

Dec 20, 2006 | Fiction | 0 comments

…I told her my dreams. I told her about the big snake of the world that was coiled in the earth like a worm in an apple and would some day nudge up a hill to be there – after known as snake hill and fold out upon the plain, a hundred miles long, and...