“What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.”


(revised) What can you tell from a person’s hands? He’s been gone for 32 years, but some of the earliest memories I have of my father were of his hands. … Continue reading

March 28, 2015 · 7 Comments

The Land, The Land… Always The Land

I remember the summers of tall corn, and Princess, Running, face slapped and cut by green leaves while she Dashed in and out of the alien-looking bases of the stalks … Continue reading

March 25, 2015 · 2 Comments

Toward That Far Shore

The past month has been one shaky step after another across a river full of undertow and old, unhealed wounds. But each step has led me away from the comfortable, … Continue reading

March 20, 2015 · 2 Comments


When last we saw the sun’s demise, Beyond the world’s red rim, We huddled high above the night, Held up by faith’s thin thread. All through the night’s tear-stained goodbyes, As light and hope … Continue reading

March 10, 2015 · 1 Comment

The Wind That Shakes the Flowers

Ill winds slide in from the dark, Rising out of the earth To rake hidden talons Through unsuspecting lives. The light changes on a word, A bloody shade drops across a sun … Continue reading

March 9, 2015 · Leave a comment

Things That Are Silly Things To Worry About

March 4, 2015 · Leave a comment

Countdown to The ‘Mud-Luscious’ Season

For my friends in California—or other mythical lands to the far west and South where the winter climate can’t actually kill you— this is to remind you why you live … Continue reading

February 28, 2015 · Leave a comment


Yay! The boys (and girls) are back.  This from the first episode, one of the best definitions of power I’ve ever heard. And on a cable TV series, no less.: … Continue reading

February 20, 2015 · Leave a comment

Satisfied With Mystery

“The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion that stands at the cradle of true art and true science. Whoever does not know … Continue reading

February 15, 2015 · 4 Comments

La Lune, La Lune

 Above the night she sails austere, Chill face hides peaks forlorn; Alone she rises from the edge, Alone she lights the sky. Beneath her rolls a world asleep, Or lonely loves’ distress; … Continue reading

February 15, 2015 · Leave a comment

Every Day’s Work

February 14, 2015 · Leave a comment

Pungent Valentine

I hope the author won’t mind me sharing this here, especially since I do it because she’s come up with an unexpected and fresh image or two, and that’s a … Continue reading

February 14, 2015 · Leave a comment

A Mermaid’s Tail

 From the archives.  There once was a mermaid from Wales Who’s vanity lay in her tail. She spied a sweet lad, And lust hit her bad, But he was allergic to scales.

February 11, 2015 · 3 Comments

We’ve Done What Was Asked

  Prow’s on the horizon, wake’s a long bubbling flow, Storms uncounted I weathered, bleak terrors I know. My passage, it seems, leaves no mark at all. I glance back in sadness, then say: “let it go.” The ship presses onward, destination … Continue reading

February 10, 2015 · Leave a comment

Old Roses

This is terrific. A small image that opens a door onto something big. by Donald Hall White roses, tiny and old, flare among thorns by the barn door. For a hundred … Continue reading

February 7, 2015 · 1 Comment

I Think I’m There

“There comes a time in the affairs of man when he must take the bull by the tail and face the situation.” —W.C. Fields

January 29, 2015 · 1 Comment

The Third Twenty Years

Pablo Casals had this to say about age and excellence: “The first twenty years you learn. The second twenty years you practice. The third twenty years you perform. And the … Continue reading

January 28, 2015 · 1 Comment

That Sickening Feeling

You know that sickening feeling of inadequacy and over-exposure you feel when you look upon your own empurpled prose? Relax into the awareness that this ghastly sensation will never, ever … Continue reading

January 25, 2015 · 1 Comment

Death of the King of Terrors

It is sometimes strange how something comes to us only when we can hear it. The dark wings are whispering closer to people I know and love, and it’s time. “Death is nothing at … Continue reading

January 23, 2015 · Leave a comment

We Have Been Here Before

Twitter sent this to me this morning, and it struck me that the same could be said of life in 2015. We are not getting better at this task of … Continue reading

January 19, 2015 · Leave a comment

Very Damned Good

January 17, 2015 · 1 Comment

Big I’s

Originally posted on anntogether:
My Friends, Big I’s I wish I had miles of long hair to toss out a tower window. I wish I knew my children when I was a…

January 17, 2015 · 1 Comment

Dance The Dawn

  Awake ye fertile spirit: Rise! Dance us the dawn, ignite fire with your eyes. Conjure the face of the sleeping sun, Dance away Darkness; expose all her lies. ©Hemmingplay 2014* *This is written in the Persian Rubyi’a form, … Continue reading

January 11, 2015 · Leave a comment

#70 Breakfast

Originally posted on Read these lines. They already read you. :
Every morning I sweep all that was left of your dreams and spread it on my bread like a strawberry…

January 7, 2015 · Leave a comment

Writer’s Block

QOTD: “There’s no such thing as writer’s block. That was invented by people in California who couldn’t write.” ~Terry Pratchett

January 5, 2015 · Leave a comment

Take the Shot

You few, you happy few who spent time in the purgatory of a newspaper news desk writing headlines on deadline will see this and feel a pang of joy and … Continue reading

January 3, 2015 · Leave a comment

Gearing Up… Again… It’s Always About That

The work must be done. It must be done and all the tricks to avoid starting eventually have to be unmasked and ignored. The beginning of the new year is … Continue reading

January 2, 2015 · Leave a comment

You’re Trying To Find Out Something You Don’t Know

When you’re writing, you’re trying to find out something which you don’t know. The whole language of writing for me is finding out what you don’t want to know, what … Continue reading

January 2, 2015 · 1 Comment

The Most Astounding Fact

Neil deGrasse Tyson Under the Heavens, We, made of those very stars,   Breathe wonder and awe.   The Most Astounding Fact (Download)

January 1, 2015 · Leave a comment

Tomorrow Flows This ‘a Way

Sunny New Year’s Eve. Gaze upstream, into tomorrow What do I control?

December 31, 2014 · 2 Comments

Be Careful What You Wish For

I posted this in June, during recovery. I apologize for the repeat, but this is one of two things I’m adding today in honor of the New Year. I don’t … Continue reading

December 31, 2014 · 9 Comments


Mystery shrouds dawn Trees endure a damp embrace. Will the sun return?* * This is a riff off a photograph I took. I’m not really as moody as this sounds. Carry on.

December 29, 2014 · Leave a comment

Eight Months

“It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live.”  ― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations It just occurred to me that it’s been eight months and … Continue reading

December 27, 2014 · 4 Comments

A Civilization Has the Morals It Can Afford: Static Rules and Social Shifts

Originally posted on Being Southern Somewhere Else:
The holidays are such a special time.  As usual, it offered me the opportunity to enhance my understanding of the blatant lack of…

December 27, 2014 · Leave a comment


Under the Heavens, We, made of those very stars,   Breathe wonder and awe. © Hemmingplay 2014 Repost

December 23, 2014 · 5 Comments

What Price Clarity?

Photo: Hossein What price clarity? Choices, with no guarantees, Trust… a door opens

December 18, 2014 · 1 Comment

A Cool Way to Go

“To the threshold of silence” by karezoid michal karcz Imagine the fun it would be, If, on my last journey (which I trust is far in the future), I could … Continue reading

December 17, 2014 · 2 Comments

I Don’t Remember My Name

The old one, Resting on the sand for 1,200 years, gazes Up through the murk, At a world that Does not know him, or care. “I was a pharaoh … … Continue reading

December 17, 2014 · Leave a comment

Riding the Wind

Pushed to starboard, Her gunn’l kissing the vast wet, Bow digging in, shaking it off, spray flying. Blue-green foam hisses past her hull, Tackle creaks and groans, Pushed taut and dangerous by … Continue reading

December 17, 2014 · 1 Comment

Undiscovered Country

Ghost-haunted boundary, The Undiscovered Country No Charon, no guide

December 16, 2014 · 2 Comments

The Sound of Silence

One step into the powder, The air glints with drifting crystal, the trees silent. Two steps into the powder, then three, then more. I stop and still my breathing. My … Continue reading

December 16, 2014 · Leave a comment

Our Ground Time Here Will Be Brief

I seem to be looking for my voice in others…for now by Maxine Kumin Blue landing lights make nail holes in the dark. A fine snow falls. We sit on … Continue reading

December 9, 2014

Exultation is the Going

by Emily Dickinson Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea – Past the houses – past the headlands – Into deep Eternity! Bred as we, among the … Continue reading

December 8, 2014

Get Rail

“Will you sit down with me? and we two will rail against our mistress the world, and all our misery.” —Shakespeare Hey, it’s Friday. Why the hell not? Feel free … Continue reading

December 5, 2014

Out there, in here

  The sun does not move, we wrongly think. Our eyes just show us what we wish. We know the Earth rolls around it, though, Tilted this way and that; … Continue reading

December 4, 2014

A Day on the Internet

A day on the internet…. promises of candor, broken veils and little lies, everywhere invented details, vague details, no details…  Anonymous sewage…. And this had such promise…

December 4, 2014 · 2 Comments


by Ann Harrington I woke to the sound of shovels scraping the sidewalk: More snow. Son of a snowplow driver, shoveling was one of your specialties, like rising at five … Continue reading

November 30, 2014

Saving Grace

“One time around the block  Two times around the clock  Three times, don’t cross the little lady (lady) So pretty and, oh, so bold  Got a heart full of gold on … Continue reading

November 21, 2014 · 1 Comment

Dokkōdō: The Way of Walking Alone

Stumbling around waiting for the coffee to kick in, I stumbled across this. I’d never heard of this. Then… I wondered what I would write a week before I died: The … Continue reading

November 16, 2014 · 1 Comment

A Buddhist Who Yelled?

I had a city editor who repeated — repeatedly — the old journalstic rule: “Even if your mother tells you something is true, CHECK IT OUT!” Who knew he was a … Continue reading

November 15, 2014

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