Categories
Random Posts
- The Moon DancingThe moon is swollen full tonight, her belly stretched out in the light; that glow ascribed to pregnant maids reflects down through the tall pines’ …
- Kerrying the Right Message?Here’s a thought I had in response to a recent post on the KerryNewOrleans group at Yahoo: > anyone have a monthly meeting or something? …
- A Line Has Two SidesWe sit & stare across the line, we stare & sit across the line Our words drawn as sacred weapons, our symbols drawn as ancient …
- The Moon Dancing
Recent Comments
- Irene on Some ancient affirmations
- Rekha on No More Sad Weepings of Regret
- Novena on Wake Up: sonetto rispetto
- John on On the Veranda: serenade
Subscribe
Join 298 other subscribersMeta
Tag Archives: memoirs
5. Survive love and loss (part 1)
Elisabeth Kübler-Ross said, “The most beautiful people are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity and an understanding of life … Continue reading
Posted in Conversations
Tagged Boston, death, loss, memoirs, Memphis, Montaigne, My Life Around Art
3 Comments
On Discussing Beginnings
Discussing beginnings always degenerates into some kind of talk about the universe, spirituality, theology or at the very least physical philosophy – because when speaking in the present, it is usually assumed there is a past. A place where, at … Continue reading
Posted in Conversations
Tagged Benjamin Franklin, memoirs, My Life Around Art, perceptions
3 Comments
Each thing that starts must have an end
Each thing that starts must have an end; for every wax there is a wend that once begun, moves to its finish. Every birth has “bury” in it. My earliest memory is of walking down the street beside my mother, … Continue reading
Posted in Conversations
Tagged memoirs, memory, My Life Around Art, origins, perceptions
Leave a comment
The wise men all say look within
The wise men all say look within; and still, we focus outward. Is it because we’re deaf, or stupid? Maybe we’re just cowards. In so many ways, our memories are like poetry: distillations of images that if given too much … Continue reading
Posted in Conversations
Tagged importance, memoirs, memory, My Life Around Art, reflections, wisdom
Leave a comment
Memory is the Greatest Weapon
Memory is the greatest weapon in love’s mad arsenal. I wrote that line when I was 26 years old. It still rings true – although as I get older it seems often it is a weapon for good, a defensive … Continue reading
On Reading Benjamin Franklin
To paraphrase Benjamin Franklin, I find that on the whole my life has been “felicitous” enough to suggest that I would, if given the opportunity, live it again exactly as it has been to again reach its current point – … Continue reading
Posted in Conversations
Tagged autobiography, Benjamin Franklin, Julian Jaynes, memoirs, My Life Around Art, subjectivity
Leave a comment