What Crosses My Mind

  • I Won’t Stop Listening

    If only because, I want to make a point, I want to suggest, I want to indicate, I want to somehow reach your eyes, I won’t be able to have you hear me, yet, somehow, we can be in the same room, by virtue of the words we think, we might imagine. ~ The same…

  • Just, Than

    The news the other day suggested: listen to this like any other moment, the words were unheard. Instead there were flashes of pretty people praying, scads of lads and lassies being themselves for us. Yet that was missed again and instead the threat, that incessant reality of war and terror met our eyes. For that…