Sunday, September 10, 2023

My Prediction

    I used to write essays and poetry, which I would send out to a list of folks for critique. Sometimes I would change them, based on that critique. (The only one that got zero  criticism and only praise was “Heretic’s Testament” in case you’re interested).

Recent Poetry: August 2023


There was a guy, went for a walk.

He didn’t lollygag or balk,

Nor did he think it very odd,

This walk was what he’d once called, “god.”

Tuesday, May 9, 2023

Recent Poetry: May 2023


Living Forever

Death’s an illusion. So is birth.

(And so are carrots, for what it’s worth).

Once you’ve seen what’s really real,

Eternity is no big deal.


Monday, March 22, 2021

Recent Poetry, March 2021

 Post-Stroke  Walk

When someone on my walking
Route says “good morning,”
And I respond similarly,
(They may be embarrassed to learn)
We become a universe of two,
And that even if we remain silent,
We are still a universe.
Sorry about that.


Monday, May 4, 2020

Where I Went

I had a hemorrhahic stroke in December 2017, and remember little of that December or much of January 2018. I lived in la-la land for those two months, but I had an extremely vivid dream life during that period. 

Sunday, May 3, 2020

Thomas Hopko (1939-2015)

In order to understand Father Hopko, you must first go back and understand Father Alexander Schmemann (1921-1983), his original mentor.

Recent Poetry, April 2020

What I Like About Zen 
This non-thing you can’t talk about, 
You have to speak of, even shout. 
Koans, they make you take the fall, 
About what can’t be spoke, that’s all.