Playing catch with Priya, also known as random updates with some Proto-Indo-European tossed in just ‘cause

We must remember that music is more than sound and clamor; it is rest, the silence between notes. I suppose it’s a bit of a fallow time for me, creatively. I continue to plug away at my daily poems – and share them here, albeit not in order – and practice the sitar. I sing […]

Beyond fuck: On maledictions and war fantasies and why they matter

I’m an American! the girl wails.The man with the gun and camouflage smirks.What kind of American? – the trailer from the upcoming movie Civil War As a writer, I lament the lack of curses in the English language. Oh, we have insults a-plenty, but they lack panache. “Cunt,” “dick” and “asshole” compare persons to body parts either used for copulation […]

Pure romance: What we learn from the Muse and that dude with the arrows

Wild nights – Wild nights!Were I with theeWild nights should beOur luxury! – Emily Dickinson I write an awful lot about love, both in the philosophical/theological sense and through poetry. The kind of love I write about in my philosophical musings, though, isn’t what most people think of when they stumble over the L-brick. Nah, they’re […]

The Permit Crab’s here: You’re allowed to express yourself in whatever way you please (nonviolently)

We write to expose the unexposed. Most human beings are dedicated to keeping that one door shut. But the writer’s job is to see what’s behind it, to see the bleak unspeakable stuff, and to turn the unspeakable into words — not just into any words but if we can, into rhythm and blues. You […]

Heart and hand: Taking spiritual inventory and asking myself what road I’m on

For a year, the tower of books glared at me from the table – if it can be said that books have eyes and could glare. I rationalized: I’ll get to this after I finish the Three Rays in SOA. I finished the Third Ray and said: Surely I’ll get to this now. It’s Bardic Studies 101. I’m […]