Browsing Category: Short Story

               Rainfall arrived to the city, its sense and feel of building tell speaking in air and sky through all of day: in change of the clouds, air warm then cool; shifting of winds that settled into cool and damp of still that held, unmoving, until air burst and sound of wind in announcement of […]

               “You knew the secret.  But how can that be?  How can it be that only with death and dying does the sharp quick sense of life return?…that was your secret, wasn’t it?”—Walker Percy, The Second Coming                He sat on the porch reading and smoking cigar as he waited for thought to arrive.  It […]

        They sat on a hilltop in witness to worldview.  Before them shone open of worked winter field, dark brown of the fresh turned earth different in sight from pale of unturned soil and stubble left fallow until spring.  Beyond, fields of sheet shown green and bright as, beyond, lowland bottoms of the river marked […]

         “Do you think there’s bounds to what stories should be told?” he asked, “some left unwritten, unspoken or shared?”         “I think if it is one’s own, and one’s art, they are free to do with it as they wish,” she answered.  “To whomever, however, whatever way they wish.  It doesn’t have […]

        “The pendulum of the mind oscillates between sense and nonsense, not between right and wrong.”—Carl Jung ———         Reading and reflecting, he asked, “what about you?  Do you struggle with that too?”         She smiled and dismissed, “Does it really matter which is what if you enjoy the thought […]