Yesterday a Farmer Left the Earth
Yesterday a farmer left the earth. Tomorrow to it he will return. Read More …
Author: Paul Frank Spencer
The Gorgons’ Victim
There is a man standing in the surf. He’s small, about a quarter of a mile away. Or maybe a half mile. I know I’m doubling my estimate, but I’ve never been good at judging distances. Or time. I’d say I’ve been sitting here ten minutes, and from a quarter or a half mile, I Read More …
Sparks
The air is stressed. Rain plucks against the tension discordantly. Read More …
A Lateautumn Night’s Dream
In the car I asked Mommy why it was dark already. Read More …
Autumn Falls
Autumn is in the passing. Let her pass. Read More …
Sincere
She cries out, not for attention, but because she has no need to whisper. Read More …
Blossom
“OK, baby, I’ll tell you a story, but you have to promise to go to sleep as soon as I’m done. Promise?” Read More …
The Truth is a Cave – The Oh Hellos
If you think that today’s music does not have enough meaning behind the lyrics, you’re not listening to the right music. If you desire a little more umph behind the words you’re listening to, look no farther than The Oh Hellos. First off, any band that names one of their albums in reference to C.S. Read More …
To Wendell Berry
“In the morning sow your seed, and at evening withhold not your hand, for you do not know which will prosper, this or that, or whether both alike will be good.” – Ecclesiastes 11:6 To Wendell Berry Mr. Berry, sir, you have garnered, gardened, my respect. Though not all aged men be wise, you affirm Read More …
A Troubadour
The electricity from the speakers, guitars, and amps used to stay in his bones the entire night. Now he is lucky if he can get back to the dressing room before the adrenaline begins to fade. That is not to say that he would choose any other profession. And it is not to say that Read More …