At the end of January 2014, as the forest fires approached Melbourne, Australia, I was boarding a plane bound for Bali in the second stop in my travels around the world. I was leaving behind friends who were getting ready to evacuate. The air was thick and grey with smoke. This is a small poem I wrote in my travel…
Author: A.
The Court of Arthropods
“Dad, you are the worst! You always say no!” A slamming door. His friends invited him to a camping trip, but I could not let him go. He didn’t understand, but how could he? How could anyone know and believe? I, myself, am not sure how it happened. I woke up one night to thousands of specks on my bed,…
Moonlit Escapade
Ten dark figures stand shadowed by the bonfire; a fellowship of wanderers, glasses in hand, gathered at the end of the world. Their laughter rises in the night and carries on the wind. As it ebbs, another melody picks up. Faint at first, then a frenzied whistling in branches. As one, they step away from the fire and into the…
IPCC 2022
I just spent the last thirty minutes bouncing my little boy in hopes of being able to put him down for his nap. He doesn’t agree with my napping plan. Infants rarely agree with anything really. The IPCC Report for 2022 just came out. It has a way to peak my anxiety. I’m afraid for the type of life my…
Pamukkale
Two dark shapes slowly made their way up gentle slopes of ethereal white in the inky night. Having jumped the surrounding fence, they were alone with the moon, the sky, the wind and the whispers of ghosts and spirits of long ago. No animals lived here, save for birds poised to take flight. At the base of the mountain slept…
The Traveling Book
I’m labeling the new crop of books for my little library. One by one, each books gets marked. Always free. Never for sale. I hold the last one of the pile. Not this one. While it is indeed a free book, it is not meant to remain in free libraries, bookshelves or exchange boxes. This one is a traveling book. It…
Cattail Grass
I woke up early today and, with the graying hue of dawn and the hush that still enshroud the house, I settled on the couch. Those calm moments are rare. I put my earphones in and hug my coffee as I tune in to the soothing voice of Robin Wall Kimmerer speaking of reciprocity and the concepts surrounding the Honorable…
First post (again)
Oh, hi there! What a surprise seeing you here. This place is a little dusty and empty, isn’t it? Well, I have just put away all the existing posts to get a clean slate. What can I say, I am an inconsistent and fickle being. Apart from when it comes to failing. I have no issues failing and I am…