Through a glass darkly.
An old glass plate used for years to catch overflow and drips from potted plants. Hence the film along the…
Category: Open Close Open
Do as I say.
Yesterday afternoon I wrote the last post about the word “faith,” ending with how I want to avoid the dangers…
Trust me. It’s a dog-whistle.
Family arguments make me uncomfortable. Here we were, well into our third meeting about organizing an effort to assist immigrants….
Struggling with God 47 years ago
I’ve been looking through my old diaries when I lived in Kenya between January 1966 and August 1968, reviewing material for…
Oops!
It is said that when you only have a hammer, the world becomes a nail. Since my post on Sophie’s…
Things fall apart
It’s been more than a week since the last post on this blog. Anne Mei and I have been traveling around looking…
Timbre
After Anne Mei’s performance of the Allegro from Stamitz’s Viola Concerto in D the other day I texted my BFF, “AM rocked her recital.” …
Levinas on coming to an end without coming to an end
“Dying is agony because in dying a being does not come to an end while coming to an end.” If…
When are we finished?
Philip Simmons makes the “unsettling suggestion” that it may be a “good thing” that life turns “out to be not…
Open closed open: the poem
The Babylonian Talmud states: Unto what may the fetus in its mother’s womb be likened? Unto a notebook that is…