A Good Scent from a Strange Mountain

A Good Scent from a Strange Mountain

Open Arms His face turned to me now, and I could not draw a breath. I thought for a moment that my first impression of him had been correct. He was a ghost and this was the moment he would carry me away with him. My breath was gone, never to return. But he did not...
Ways of Seeing

Ways of Seeing

Seeing comes before words. The child looks and recognizes before it can speak. But there is also another sense in which seeing comes before words. It is seeing which establishes our place in the surrounding world; we explain that world with words, but words can never...
Wind, Sand and Stars

Wind, Sand and Stars

I once knew a young suicide. I cannot remember what disappointment in love it was which induced him to send a bullet carefully into his heart. I have no notion what literary temptation he had succumbed to when he drew on a pair of white gloves before the shot. But I...
Congratulations, By The Way

Congratulations, By The Way

Down through the ages, a traditional form has evolved for this type of speech, which is: Some old fart, his best years behind him, who, over the course of his life, has made a series of dreadful mistakes (that would be me), gives heartfelt advice to a group of...
Ain’t No Foolin

Ain’t No Foolin

A good mix should take you on a journey, ideally not down familiar roads. This is that kind of mix, whether good or not. There are a handful of tracks from the last few years, and roughly the same from the previous century. The Love section is the oldest, and the...