When bison roamed the Great Plains, the cowbird followed them. It lived off the insects on the buffalos' backs so as the buffalo traveled, so did the cowbird. Because of its itinerant existence, the cowbird made an interesting adaptation. It laid its eggs in the nests of other … [Read more...]
On Memory
I read somewhere that people tend to live in places that remind them of their childhood. Or more specifically a place where they felt safe as a child. And I suppose when we find one of those places our child-like side take over. We are awed. We become stubborn. We never want … [Read more...]
Sheer Whimsy
When I did the drawing and wrote the poem below in les Jardins du Luxembourg, I was in a wheelchair. Even I find this hard to recall, but it was the spring of 2008 and I had broken my leg in February. Larry and I were determined to travel and so we did, but Paris with its … [Read more...]
Les Jardins du Luxembourg
I wanted chairsby the fountainand chestnuts in bloom.I wanted April and sailboatsand ice cream drippingdown my arm.I wanted the frail manwho walked aloneand the pigeonstoo fat to fly;the blind girland the stale bread.Even the shadethat came too soon. … [Read more...]
