a poem is a sermon
I recently acquired a Palatino VE-550 electric upright bass. Well, I’ve been playing it a bit every day since I got it (this past Tuesday) and although I have affirmed Brian Bromberg’s statement that electric and acoustic bass are almost two different instruments both requiring equal and separate attention to master, I find myself experiencing […]
Tolkein’s world of fabled creatures did not speak to me of my own sense of purpose, or responsibility and so its strange translation onto film I did not mind; except the Ents and Bombadil, who Jackson left behind. But Earthsea, in which my own life found endless parallel, and traced a journey like my own […]
After having spent a number of days contemplating the connection between the Vedic and Celtic stream beds, via Indo-European language, and receiving a number of illuminating comments to my queries posted at several Celtic culture sites, I now find myself struggling upon the horns of a different, but related, dilemma. The bottom line is this. […]
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Sometimes it seems that the brittle clay vessel used to carry the clear water from inspiration’s well is so fragile, flawed and useless, such an ill-suited thing; the priceless, sacred fluid it transports accents each error, highlights weaknesses that the shadows hide; in its clarified light, such a carrier seems unworthy. Such is the poet […]