The Best Greeting and Farewell
When I die, if the gods approve, everyone in my address book will receive this note:
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Never Too Much Mothering
Seventy years ago, E.E. Cummings (1894-1962), also known as e.e. Cummings (in the style of some of his poems), an American artist of diverse genres, was invited by his alma mater, Harvard, to deliver the 1952-53 school year Charles Eliot Norton Lectures, a series of six presentations. In the first lecture, Cummings speaks of his
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Pampered by Aristotle and Curious George
To a child of my heart, I’m about to pass along a gift given me by the universe nearly a quarter century ago: my cameo ring with the bust of Aristotle. As you may anticipate, it comes with a story.
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The Beauty of Roscoe’s Transition
The plan is to publish a collection of stuff titled We’re All Going to Heaven Whether We Like It or Not. A recent letter is a candidate.
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The Skill of Peeking
If you could wear just one hat for your whole life, what would it be? A recent experience has helped me discover my answer. There’s a place of residence in Peekskill, NY that caters to artists. The application process for an apartment includes being officially designated an Artist by the City. If for no other
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The Real GPS
I set out from the eastern wilderness in my periwinkle pickup with the YESS license plate bound for the Land of Angels, should there be such a place. Without realizing it, my destination was automatically plugged into that GPS gizmo we all carry in our heart, the one that, whether we know it or
Sing
SING I love singing with this song as loud as I can as frequently as I can. I call it meditation with a big mouth. Some words, they can’t be spoken, only sung So hear a thousand voices shouting love There’s a place There’s a time In this life When you sing