Reflections

Arrested Movement

Every spring the runoff flows down a slight decline to fill the dugout. It was engineered…
The Joys in this Day

First, upon waking, the quality of the light from an east-facing window, filtered through my curtains.…
Where I’ve Been

Where have I been, all this time? A full revolution of the sun, almost, since I…
Eclipse on the High Plains

In the Sun – Earth – Moon system, the Moon represents the container which makes ordinary…
Of the Two-Faced God

“No event or mundane circumstance can occur without having first been set in motion by an…
These Southern Hills

Down here in the southern hills, things shift, change, are noticeably different. The roads narrow and…
A Particular Shade of Mauve

Trouble sleeping, and eating, and concentrating on necessary tasks. Scatter-brained, daydreamy, just a touch out of…
The Common in the Rare

I always thought that crocuses were rare things, endangered things. A source of early spring delight,…
Vimy

Led by guides, the machine gunners crept out into craters half-way between their own lines and…
Why I Cannot Sleep

I believe I will never quite know, Though I play at the edges of knowing, truly…