In Praise of Solitude.
Rebecca West once wrote about solitude, “For those who relish it, a word sweeter than muscatel to a wino.” That’s the secret of those of us who live alone.
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Suzie Plakson
Carve Me A Bed. {poetry}
Keep your Valentine from the grocery store.That thing of nothing,That anything for anyone. No, carve me a bed.That’s right. Yes, I did say that.Carve me a bed. Charge straight into the heart of the woodsunstoppable, and fall to your knees in the leavesand pray fervently to be shown our ...
The Edge and I. {poetry}
I’ve never lived on the Edge. Or near it, really.Or in the fabulously fabled Center.I’ve mostly been mired in this marsh of a Middle.Like a toothless crocodile. You know the Edge, the legendary Edge.Seems everybody else has danced on it in toeshoes.Bragged about making love on it,in a ...
didnwannadoit!
Whilst conjuring an alternative country rock album with the great and powerful Jay Ferguson (formerly of the rock band Spirit, amongst other prodigious rock credits), I felt a song coming on. I do not play an instrument, so I sang and described a particular groove to him, and asked him ...