still or sparkling? Poem 2
Still or sparkling? They ask. Oh what a silly question! I think. For still is my selection as always, I say. Sipping, still I forgo my curiosity.
still or sparkling? Poem 1
Still or sparkling? Thoughts of water in my glass. Which do I prefer? a haiku
Who will you become?
As March 2020 comes to a close, the world is a substantially different place from when this month began. For students that means an abrupt ending to a school year, a time for seniors of both high school and college that is irreversibly lost. For workers that means a shift of environment and responsibility. For…
away
how close is far away when close can not be?
the last london supper
Three weeks ago I sat down for dinner at Campania, a rustic and authentic Italian restaurant near east London’s Columbia Road flower market. Wandering through the darkened brick streets, it was a bit of a quieter Friday night in London. East London’s typical young crowd seemed to have disappeared, and was replaced by an almost…
Native as I
Of what dreary, desolate land come you?
choice
choice – a quatrain in blank verse. “a choice of words is powerful, the option of choice empowering…”
nashville skies
Sometimes I picture myself, standing in the nashville rain, beneath the dark and desolate skies, as they unleash their hell onto mine.
Choice and identity in today’s consumer economy
“Brandless” just went down. They offered to solve decision-fatigue by eliminating brands. Here’s where they went wrong.
The Art of Mastery: A Reflection on Vermeer (And His Forger)
Which painting is the real Vermeer, and which one is someone’s first attempt at an oil painting? You’ll find the answer here:
Lessons from a 5-year old
I spent 3 hours yesterday next to a 5-year-old on a train. While there were certainly some drawbacks, I reached a very simple conclusion:
A world and a window
As you stare out the window, The world seems to pass by With no hope and no glimmer, Just rain and no shine
Follow My Blog
Get new content delivered directly to your inbox.