Category Archives: Humans
I am a spirit living in the aging body of a white man. People I admire despise my meat. People I despise glorify my biological ancestry. The crux ignored: I am a spirit, living. (mediadiversified.org)
My silver spoon gets stuck in my mouth when I try to articulate. (spoon: OLWomen.com; apartheid: buzzsouthafrica.com)
Consciousness, a gift of accelerating time, provides no answers.
Sometimes I am a smoker and a drunk Sometimes I’m not and engage with the world Sometimes whirling and curling I accept all animals as equals Sometimes that is my only hope to accept my own species Lately the arrogance … Continue reading
You are younger than my daughter, but you are not my daughter. The rich human history of young women and old men is a cross-grain of joyful noise and heartache. Wisdom is the most valuable attribute in both directions, a … Continue reading
Clandestine wandering— I like to think that’s how my mind works. My fantasies are all about how special I am and smart and unique. Reality? I’m always unsure. Simple physics: What I see in the mirror is backwards. I have … Continue reading
Sunlight finds my feet, warming better than slippers; Drowsiness follows.
We live our lives here where the greatest human accomplishment is Art. When we are gone the wolves and butterflies won’t miss it. (photo credits in a previous blog)
White laden—back arched against the brilliant cold— your example locks my admiration and my empathy in an embrace that doesn’t know what to do with itself. My perception puts you in an instant of deep bend, the dance fully engaged, … Continue reading