Monthly Archives: August 2016

  Whenever I find a ship just setting sail, I ask if my friends and I might go on board, and they are always glad to let us. The first ships we see are flat-bottomed, with sails made of papyrus leaves stitched together, … Continue reading →

A newspaper is always hungry. It eats everything it can…. These placid newspapers, that have always required so much food, have now developed a raging appetite. Fields, houses, towns, everything goes down their throats. To put it more plainly, in … Continue reading →

So what happens? Each person prays for his native land, absorbing in fruit and field. And enchanting thousands — of acres with a single fence. The result is hundreds of farmers stand on their property until they finish their fort. … Continue reading →

Do you ever have the sense that our metaphors eat up our world? I mean of course everything connects and disconnects — all the time — and I suppose one studies — I study — literature because all these connections … Continue reading →

Attend to what I intend to tell you — a marvelous dream that moved me at night, when human voices were veiled in sleep. In my dreams, I spied the most splendid tree, looming outside my living-room window, with light … Continue reading →

Unable to dream according to this place — To haste, to slack, my pace more or less, Be sign of love, then do I love again. If you ask me whom I love — Her that did not set our … Continue reading →