- Arcosanti revisited
Once again I find myself mysteriously, in a place of pure Love…built plank by plank …
- All the ladies in the house
The Babbling Buddha draws a stream of wondrous wayward women. They wander up the path, …
- Bird party
The robins started it all. I woke to mad fluttering and chirping, wingbeats too fast …
- Tree: 1 Island: 0
She did not go gentle into that good night, oh no. A windstorm took her …
- The end of the arts
I’ve been holding the hands of my friends as they try to absorb the funding …
