Monthly Archives: January 2011


I’m not a sessile beast. Don’t settle easily for what’s called peace.  Trappings of civility, seat belts, tight clothes, liaisons, excite in me the fantasy of flight.   Some day, no doubt, I’ll dote and totter close to home on … Continue reading

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Presence of Place

Who has not, when alone (perhaps wandering slowly along an overgrown path through woods so fresh and green and sweet-smelling they seem virginal; or passing, as a traveler, across uneven flagstone walkways of a quiet, quaint, exotic village, the sights … Continue reading

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