by William Keller Each month brings a full moon I barely see through a patchwork of oak and maple leaves,often with layers of obscuring cloudsthat discourage me from stepping outto find…
by Kevin T. McEneaney A good rain is a delightful pleasure that permits a hiatus in schedule, time to ponder the verities of life, analyze reflection, panorama, of what is…
by Kevin T. McEneaney When Augustine confessed a thousand loves and announced his celibacy for life, he became Huge Father of Repression, Upright Poster Boy for masturbation. When…
by Kevin T. McEneaney Do you sometimes feel like a walking stick with white eyes near-popping, legs awkward long as you stride through woods on weekend walk while sneakers ooze…
by Kevin T. McEneaney Midsummer midges fly frantic in sun. swarming in dancing-mating ritual with frenzy akin to a packed night club featuring a super-decibel band. While most midges are…
by Kevin T. McEneaney Between Athens and Thebes, the grand highway had three hundred sixty-five stone statues of philosophers, poets, and dramatists. Thebans and Romans destroyed those statues. Empires…
by Kevin T. McEneaney When I was young and excited as a dandelion seed, there was no “Coney Island of the Mind.” There was a real, swinging carnival in Brooklyn…