Too often we bask

Too often we bask in our comfortable complacency and rationalize that the ravages of war, economic disaster, famine, and earth quake cannot happen here. Those who believe this are either not acquainted with the revelations of the Lord, or they do not believe them. Those who smugly think these calamities will not happen, that they … Read more

If I indulge myself

If I indulge myself and surrender to memory, I can still feel the knot of excitement that gripped me as I turned the corner into Rue Mimosas, looking for the house of Rene Magritte. It was August, 1965. I was 33 years old and about to meet the man whose profound and witty surrealist paintings … Read more

Tanith frowned. Did people

Tanith frowned. Did people still go on DATES any more? She was sure they did. They probably called it something different though. She tried to think of the last date she’d been on. The last PROPER date. Did fighting side by side with Saracen Rue count as a date? They ended up snuggling under the … Read more

What actually happened was

What actually happened was that Rolling Stone paid me fifteen hundred dollars for the use of all the drawings – about twenty four of them – and then offered to buy the originals from me, which my agent urged ‘was a good move!’. He sold the whole damn treasure trove to Jann Wenner for the … Read more

When I was one-and-twenty

When I was one-and-twenty I heard a wise man say, `Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away; Give pearls away and rubies But keep your fancy free.’ But I was one-and-twenty No use to talk to me. When I was one-and-twenty I heard him say again, `The heart out of the bosom Was never given in vain; ‘Tis paid with sighs a plenty And sold for endless rue.’ And I am two-and-twenty And oh, ’tis true, ’tis true.
A. E. Housman