Crashing out

My concentration has not been all that it might have been recently. Loved ones are suffering. Some with this thing, … More

What good is love that no one shares

I started a bit of a thing for Max Richter a while ago. Then gave up. Last autumn I came … More

Practice To weep unbidden, to wake at night in order to weep, to wait for the whisker on the face … More

Any Common Desolation can be enough to make you look up at the yellowed leaves of the apple tree, the … More

Another Loss to Stop For Against such cold and mercurial mornings, watch the wind whirl one leaf across … More