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Love Among Ruins

Our blithe romance
rose from among the ruins
and the ash, a world
war torn, two souls
stand along within the dust,
our eyes meet beneath the
moonglow, covered in scars
we rebuild upon the dreams
left so long as fallen feathers,
we fell upon this bed
beneath the canopy of falling stars,
the cosmic rain, we two alone
among the bones,
awaken again the serenade
and ...

Well, I’m still alive. And on Lit Net. .

What a crazy two weeks. What started as a four hour project to replace my back door jamb turned into a four day ordeal, and it’s not really over yet. I had been getting rain in at the back door over the years, and I suspected that the interface of the deck with the house above was also letting in water. I had caulked everywhere and I thought I had pretty much sealed off the water. However, the wood of the door jamb was visibly ...

I just had the strangest thing happen, and acutally it is something of which I have experienced before and it always gives me a double take but usually it makes me start to doubt myself and think I must have just remembered wrong, but there have been a couple times as now in which I remember very distinctly what happened.

Many of you know what my preferences for weather and temperature tend to be, and so when I go to sleep at night I sleep best when my room is near arctic temperatures ...

I'm a sucker for well-turned prose -- for aphorisms, one-liners, and sage advice. So I thought I'd compile some from my current book, Herman Melville's Moby-Dick.

In addition to the Moby-Dick material, I'll briefly reflect on those ideas.

On Religion and Faith
"I say, we good Presbyterian Christians should be charitable in these things [unfamiliar religious practices], and not fancy ourselves so vastly superior to other mortals, pagans and what not. . ...

There once was a woman called Mabel,
Whose man was remarkably able.
He ravaged his wife
Till she said, ‘On my life,
we must stop, or we’ll fall off the table.’