“In such a world of conflict, a world of victims and executioners, it is the job of thinking people, not to be on the side of the executioners.”- Camus
For audio version click here When Samuel, the Amish boy in the movie Witness, entranced, wanders over to the Angel of Mercy statue in Philadelphia’s 30th Street Station, the music rises. You know that a motif has been established. The music announces: here it is – pay attention to those who protect the wounded, who reach to assist those unable to help themselves. Ghostlike, the idea suggested by the statue appears in several images in the […]
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For audio version click here I read A Child’s Christmas in Wales by Dylan Thomas for the first time when I was 22; then I listened to Thomas’s audio rendition on an LP played on a Singer stereo record player, rising to flip the disc over and grab more coffee and cake. His delivery was unlike anything I had ever heard. I did nothing except listen. Seven sentences in and I was caught, entranced, by […]
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For audio version click here This is how each day should begin. Walking directly west on my road early this morning, the bright sun to my back, I saw something big high up in a broken-limbed tulip poplar at the edge of some scrubby woods. I thought at first it was a balloon, dark with a silver edge to it, some migrant from a child’s birthday party. No, it was too big and too balanced. […]
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For audio version click here : The corn has been cut and the stalks at ground level look like the frayed ruins of a bombed city. I’m on my haunches looking at a dead rabbit discovered by Wolfie. It has been torn apart. It spreads out below me, red flesh set against all this mud. I am tired of rain and mud – gray-brown mud, black-brown mud, pooled mud, squashed mud. At the edge of […]
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