While on R&R in Hawaii in 1970 from Viet Nam, I heard this song on the radio. It haunted me from that moment on. I searched for it every where with no success; with no title, no name of the singer, I was out of luck. I never heard it but once, and could find […]
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The Titanic – Picking the Bones Clean
Apr 16
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There is a scene in James Cameron’s teeny – bopper – beach – blanket – quasi – semi – hysterical drama – ‘TITANIC”, in which a crewman assigned to con one of the lifeboats tells passenger Molly Brown [ the unsinkable ] to ” sit down and shut the hole in your face”. Those words were actually spoken on […]
The Shape of Illusion
Apr 6
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The Shape of Illusion by William E Barrett This is a novel about a 17th century painting, in a Manhattan art gallery with a strange and unsettling quality. The theme of the painting is an unusual one, a subject not painted very often. The ancient canvas depicts Christ leaving Pilots Judgement seat, having been condemned. […]
The Third Thing We Learn
Apr 6
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It’s been said that a human child is a learning machine. We are born with our eyes open and the lessons begin immediately and never stop. At one year or so we take our first steps. In the effort to walk we learn three things. The first two we discover ourselves, the third thing we learn is […]
Short Round
Mar 30
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In the course of a conversation with a friend. I idly used the phrase short round. My friend frowned and said: ” What does that mean? I’ve heard that term a dozen times. What does it mean”? Because I’ve been asked that question several times by other people, I will try to explain what might […]
The Shape of Fear
Apr 7
“He had been to touch the great death, and found that, after all, it was but the great death. He was a man.” Stephen Crane The Red Badge of Courage He did not belong here, and he was afraid. He never tired of telling whoever would listen that his being here was […]
The Hyaenas
Jan 9
After the burial-parties leave
And the baffled kites have fled;
The wise hyaenas come out at eve
To take account of our dead
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