#AmericanWriters
I have never been fishing on the… or on any river for that matter to be perfectly honest. Not in July or any month have I had the pleasure—if it is a…
The first thing I heard this morn… was a soft, insistent rustle, the rapid flapping of wings against glass as it turned out, a small bird rioting
You are so beautiful and I am a f… to be in love with you is a theme that keeps coming up in songs and poems. There seems to be no room for vari…
I knew that James Whistler was pa… but I was still surprised when I… of his mother at the Musée d’Orsa… among all the colored dots and mob… of the French Impressionists.
Remember the 1340's? We were doin… You always wore brown, the color c… and I was draped in one of those c… the ones with unicorns and pomegra… Everyone would pause for beer and…
First, her tippet made of tulle, easily lifted off her shoulders an… on the back of a wooden chair. And her bonnet, the bow undone with a light forwar…
I wait for the holiday crowd to cl… before stepping onto the first wav… Soon I am walking across the Atla… thinking about Spain, checking for whales, waterspouts.
Smokey the Bear heads into the autumn woods with a red can of gasoline and a box of wooden matches. His ranger’s hat is cocked
Today I pass the time reading a favorite haiku, saying the few words over and over… It feels like eating the same small, perfect grape
The Wind is ghosting around the h… and as I lean against the door of… I begin to think about the first p… how quiet he must have seemed the… as the others stood around the fir…
All you have to do is listen to th… sometimes talks to his wife at a t… and notice how intent he is on mak… even though her lower lip is begin… and you will know why the women in…
You are the bread and the knife, The crystal goblet and the wine... —Jacques Crickillon You are the bread and the knife, the crystal goblet and the wine.
In most self-portraits it is the f… Cezanne is a pair of eyes swimming… Van Gogh stares out of a halo of… Rembrant looks relieved as if he w… from painting The Blinding of Sam…
What scene would I want to be env… more than this one, an ordinary night at the kitchen t… floral wallpaper pressing in, white cabinets full of glass,
The whole idea of it makes me feel like I’m coming down with somethin… something worse than any stomach a… or the headaches I get from readin… a kind of measles of the spirit,