The little gargoyle
A picture taken by Charles Negre in 1853. Of Henri Le Secq near the ‘Stryge’ chimera on Notre Dame de Paris. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) Embedded in the otherwise raw stone was the face of a little boy....
View Articlereweaving the fabric of time
i have committed to the practice of exchanging, if only for 3.141592653 minutes a day, now for then, up for down and today for yesterday so when, during those 3.141592653 minutes, i see my hand...
View Articlea very small portrait of a marriage
日本語: 日本で開催された第12回国際鳥類保護会議を記念する朱鷺を描く切手。 (Photo credit: Wikipedia) They never talked to each other of their feelings. After a while it was difficult to say whether they didn’t talk because they didn’t...
View ArticleSir Thomas More
Portrait of Sir Thomas More (Holbein) (Photo credit: Wikipedia) It seems to me that where private properties exist, where all men measure all things in relation to money, it is hardly possible to...
View Articledeep blue pride / from my new novel (nasciturus pro iam nato habetur,...
One day Aunt Melissy, Uncle Joe and a I had been invited to an assembly on a Sunday after church to the church elder and his wife. The men and boys were gathering in the meeting hall of the church...
View ArticleA creature made from stone
Time, unmoved by his suffering, resumed its course. We cannot keep close to our losses even if loss is all that remains of our loved ones. He had been bound to his companions by circumstance and habit,...
View ArticleFall from Grace / excerpt from a new novel, working title: the stone mason
For the stonemason in particular the death of his stillborn son felt like a betrayal. It was as if he had livd in the never acknowledged faith that his profession granted him some kind of special...
View ArticleTransformative forces
He was but a gargoyle, a stone image. How the gift of sentient observation had come to him he did not know any more than man knew where the soul originated. From his place on the roof he observed...
View ArticleTime itself took notice of the unlikely creature
“I will be back.” Was it even meant to be a promise or rather the a mere, impulsive expression of an intent? The gargoyle pondered this question over many days, even weeks after the mason had left....
View ArticleIce fishing in Lake Willoughby, about 1790, new chapter, excerpt
Aunt Melissy and Uncle Joe Hyde, Westmore, Lake Willoughby “As you know the town was chartered by the authority of the State, Aug. 17th in the year of the Lord over 150 years ago.” I said, imitating...
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