Great Aso
Horses are standing in rain. A herd of horses with one or two foals is sanding in rain. In hushed …
Horses are standing in rain. A herd of horses with one or two foals is sanding in rain. In hushed …
If I were told: By evening you will die, so what will you do until then? I would look at …
If half my heart is here, half of it is in China, doctor, in the army streaming toward the Yellow …
A small green island where one white cow lives alone, a meadow of an island. The cow grazes till …
I said to the wanting-creature inside me: What is this river you want to cross? There are no travelers on …
Sorrow, it is not true that I know you, you are the nostalgia for a good life, and the aloneness …
Leave Crete and come to this holy temple where the pleasant grove of apple trees circles an altar smoking with …
The soul, like the moon, is new, and always new again. And I have seen the ocean continuously creating. …
Last night, as I was sleeping, I dreamt – marvelous error!- that a spring was breaking out in my heart. …
She was there on the mountain, still as the fig tree and the failed wheat. Only the lizards and a …
Essays, Art & Observations
Exploring the history of SHENANGO VALLEY, PA, one story at a time.
Reflections on the Journey
faith, hope and love
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