Short Verse – “The Cold Man”

I found this in an old notebook. It’s at least 12 years old, if not older: The Cold Man At the bottom of the sea, he sits Bubbles rising; crystal prints of amorphous spheres Disappearing into the black above. Below? Who knows? He hasn’t swam that far. Yet. Tomorrow? Maybe yes. Maybe no. He might […]

Worlds

While I’m a supporter of National Pride and I think it’s a sentiment that is often ignorantly cast aside in favor of popular (or at least more vocal) opinion, I still have little interest in the Winter Olympics. On display are disciplined athletes performing at a higher level than most could ever hope to achieve, […]