Month: May 2018
A Written Word
“A written word is the choicest of relics. It is something at once more intimate with us and more universal than any other work of art. It is the work of art nearest to life itself. It may be translated into every language, and not only be read but actually breathed from all human lips; … Continue reading A Written Word
Spring-ish
An intense heat wave caused a lot of things to bloom quickly. Pretty soon, I'll have garden photos, but for now, some observations.
Trauma.
“Trauma. It doesn't eke itself out over time. It doesn't split itself into manageable bite-sized chunks and distribute itself equally throughout your life. Trauma is all or nothing. A tsunami wave of destruction. A tornado of unimaginable awfulness that whooshes into your life - just for one key moment - and wreaks such havoc that, in … Continue reading Trauma.
