Prologue to The Comedy of Errors ANTIPHOLUS: Who wants a lackey that is smart, he’ll short-change you right from the start; you send him...

GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ IS DEAD “Un bateau frêle comme un papillon de mai” —Rimbaud 1. So Molière’s character didn’t know he had been...

Reading The Fountainhead While Fishing The hardest thing to explain is the glaringly evident which everybody has decided not to see.—Ayn...

After Tornado Warnings Rain, banshee winds, stuttering lightning slashed the sky all night. An hour ago, all the drama stopped....

Near Meander River, Near Miletus A blue tiller’s curved prongs rust toward red in some farmer’s abandoned field. One beetle crawls along...

On Picnic at Hanging Rock "Everything begins and ends at the exactly right time and place." – Joan Lindsey Sometimes I still wonder about...

We Wake Beside an Invisible River Fog swishing through Georgia pines screens our world inside a Japanese dawn, veils deer among flowering...

An Offering to Maya “I gave birth to one child, a son, but I have thousands of daughters. You are Black and White, Jewish and Muslim,...

February in Johnson, Vermont At the Red Mill, coats decorate on wooden pegs, lumber plaid, New York City red. They crowd each other, one...

Memorials We were away the night the car crashed at the end of our lawn, but the glass shards and twisted bits of metal we raked, the...

EMERGING SHADOW FROM A GREEN MOUNTAIN One day in July, the 7th day of the year walking with Timothy whose name has seven letters, along...

Evolution of a Good Idea You want to know why, so I’ll start at the beginning, when cosmic dust coalesced in the great void. If a...

Accounting At 1:43 a.m. fragments of conversation balloon in your mind’s open popping eye constricting the lungs, diaphragm heaving your...

Quảng Ngãi café sugared coffee tables rattle, walking bombs each ordnance, unique cameo in foam rpg poppies dance in...

Sorano, Italy I. I climb the steep path to the stone house where my father and his father lived before me, where ancient olive trees...

America: 9/11 2002 By the timbre of it, life goes on. Overhead flight patterns coming and going not the silent air of all things stopped....

TRIPS NOT TAKEN --Remembering Donald Hall The thought of being somewhere else— How render coffee-sipping at Sidi Bou Said? Or the Champs...

SONNET TO AN UNKNOWN LOVER Your vertical smile is like a symphony: air vibrating with honeysuckle sound, piccolo trill lips, coy trumpet...

Schedule-at-a-glance Government Ethics Conference September 13-15, 2011 Orlando World Center Marriott “I Didn’t Even Know That an Ethics...

MILL TOWN Strong place, queen city, once the mansions on the hill ruled Water Street, White and Church. Men with pocket watches walked to...