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In the footsteps
Of Saracens, Romans, and goats.
They too knew Spring.

On the turntable:  Boredoms, "Rebore Vol. 1" 

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Rites of Spring.
On a stage of blue,
Proscenium of ochre and tile

On the turntable:  Buck Owens, "I've Got a Tiger by the Tail"

Beneath a Visage Not in the Least Bit Grim

On the turntable:  Bruce Springsteen, "Tracks"

Terre de Hommes

I read books to a degree than can only be called voluminous, and it is a shame that too few of them are stitched together with a quality of prose that enchants me. One writer I was weaned on, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, has returned to my adulthood where he has begun to work magic. For the second consecutive visit to Provence, I have passed several hours with him and his words, seated upon a patio that lies just over the hill from where he had his aerodrome. And how wondrous still to be pulled from his books by the sound of a prop-engine tracing the lines of this same hill that shadows the valley of La Mole. The narrow confines of that valley could not contain Saint-Exupéry’s restless spirit, which longed to traverse the seams of the world. Off to my left are the waters into which he did indeed find an untimely and ultimate rest, waters across which his spirit continues to fly, piloting the vessel of poetry.


On the turntable:  Abecedarians, Resin"

Sunday Papers: Victor Hugo

"During the world's first six thousand years...architecture was the great script of the human race...not only every religious symbol but also every human thought has its own passage and its own monument in this immense book."

On the turntable: !Ay Caramba!, "Ska Cubano" 

Sunday Papers: Jean Giorno

"For a human character to reveal truly exceptional qualities, one must have the good fortune to be able to observe its performance over many years.  If this performance is devoid of all egoism, if its guiding motive is unparalleled generosity, if it is absolutely certain that there is no thought or recompense and that, in addition, it has left its visible mark upon the earth, then there can be no mistake."


On the turntable:  Genesis, "Genesis Live"
On the nighttable: Charmian London, "Jack London and Hawaii"

Sunday Papers: Andre Gide

"One doesn’t discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time."


On the turntable: Van Morrison, et al., "The Skiffle Sessions"

On the nighttable: Garrison Keilor, "We Are Still Married"